NEW BOOK
When Death Comes: How to Plan an End-of-Life Funeral Service, Memorial, Remembrance or Burial Ceremony
Patricia D. Brown, M.Div. Ph.D.
When Death Comes
How to Plan an End-of-Life
Funeral Service, Memorial, Remembrance or Burial Ceremony
Patricia D. Brown, M.Div. Ph.D.
TABLE OF CONTENTS
PART 1
Chapter 1. When Death Comes
Chapter 2. Basics to Consider
Chapter 3. Music for Gathering
Chapter 4. Welcome, Share Information and Announcements
Chapter 5. Opening Ritual and Actions
Chapter 6. Reflections on the Occasion and Time of Tribute
What to say for a difficult death due to addiction
Chapter 7. Autobiography, Eulogies and Life Story
Chapter 8. Poems
Chapter 9. Prayers and Intentions
Chapter 10. Readings
Chapter 11. Interactive Engagements
Chapter 12. Services For and With Children
Chapter 13. Jewish Faith Rituals and Traditions
Chapter 14. Closing Words, Blessings and Benedictions
Chapter 15. Simple Endings at the Burial Site
Chapter 16. Music
Chapter 17. End-Of-Life Rituals: At the Time of Death
Chapter 18. Community-Wide Services of Grief and Healing
PART 2
Sample Services
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PART 1
Chapter 1. When Death Comes
When death comes, we feel like lost children. In these moments when the unthinkable happens and life screeches to a halt, we long to feel joined to something greater beyond our own limited immediate spectrum. In these times we seek solace in words, actions, services and ceremonies that help us to grieve our loss, honor our loved one, and feel held by something greater than ourselves.
In my work as a bereavement counselor, I meet people who are searching for answers that brings sense to the senselessness that life often hands them. Especially during times of death and loss, people find themselves searching for a deeper understanding. They question what is truly important in life; examining what gives their life meaning.
Funerals, memorial, remembrance and burial graveside services as well as “celebrations of life” are ways family and friends choose to gather together to remember the person who died. When done well, these moments can be a sacred, memorable and meaningful chance to mourn while offering and receiving comfort and support from others. Many services and ceremonies provoke as much laughter as tears. Yet, even under the best circumstances, arranging a service can be an emotional, and sometimes exhausting, process. This is why I offer a resource to help guide you through hard times and navigate difficult decisions.
Obviously, the amount of time you have to plan and arrange a funeral or memorial service depends on when you are doing it. Is it in advance of death -- perhaps for yourself or with someone with a life-limiting illness -- or immediately after a death? Of course, the best scenario is when the person for whom the service is planned had the opportunity to write the funeral or memorial service in advance and had a frank talk of their wishes with a close family member or friend. Quite often, this is not the case. Instead, these decisions are handed on to the remaining family.
If you are thinking about planning a service for yourself, or you find yourself in the situation where the person has died and you are to make decisions, there are some considerations to keep in mind. To assist, this book offers steps you might find helpful to plan a service for a loved one, or perhaps, even yourself.
While the need to mourn has not changed, the ceremonies we use to help us through the process have. For example, with cremation becoming more the norm, families are choosing to hold a memorial service rather than a traditional funeral. Holding the service not immediately upon the death allows more flexibility. With relatives living long distances this allows family members not to be tied to a specific time or place. Another advantage is that it gives grieving family and friends the chance to recover from the death, fulfill work obligations, make travel plans and care for any legal duties. Whatever type of event you decide upon is a matter of family discretion and personal choice. And, for many, traditional funerals seem too impersonal.
Within these pages I have laid out a ceremony template to help you envision what might be possible. Next, I have pulled together some of my favorite readings, many that I have used in funeral and burial services. There are poems, passages, and prayers you might wish to use. The final chapter offers a dozen ready-to-use services and ceremonies that I have facilitated myself. You may find pieces within these that you will want to pull for your own service.
Whether a funeral or memorial is organized according to the religious orientation of the family, or created to express sanctified or unique expression, there are ideas here to consider for different kinds of end-of-life ceremonies. My motto is to get the family involved in the moment. It is to impress upon them that this is it. This is now. No moment will ever be quite the same again.
All this is so that you can imagine and create what fits the person you are remembering and honoring— a loved one, or even yourself. Moreover, while it may seem like it’s a lot to think about, once you get started you’ll be certain to create an event that is the perfect final sendoff to celebrate a unique life.
Chapter 2
Basics to Consider
Over the past five years as a hospice chaplain and bereavement manager, I have had the privilege of meeting with many families to help them create remembrance, memorial, funeral and burial services. Since working with families, I now have the conviction that difficult experiences can become the most meaningful ones. The understanding that we work collaboratively is what counts.
The services and celebrations in Part 2 of this book represent a wide variety of cultures and traditions. I have collected them over the years and now offer them here as examples in the hopes of helping as you create a befitting service for a loved one or yourself. I believe each service, in its own way, honors the person for whom it was written and holds integrity for who they were and the values they held.
To give you some direction let me begin by sharing what I believe the service can be. Think of these ten points as a primer to honor your loved one with reverence, light-heartedness and grace.
#1 Find a Facilitator
For many people, the idea of planning an event, large or small, can be overwhelming. In these cases, a facilitator, officiant or celebrant can help take the pressure off by helping you work through the details. I am often invited to be the officiant because, even after deep sharing by the family in such an intimate and personal time, I am a bit removed. I am able to step back and view the bigger picture.
If you want to be very hands-off, that is also okay. Alternatively, if you would like to handle just a certain segment of the planning, your officiant can work with you in that particular area and handle the rest.
There are professional officiants who can facilitate the service for a fee, honorarium or donation. My personal practice is to not accept remuneration for services. Instead, I invite them to make a donation in the name of their loved one to a charity close to my heart. On the other hand, perhaps you know a respected teacher, leader, or clergy person who will do this for you. Whomever you choose to facilitate your service, look for someone who has the special ability to do such work. Their skillset should include the ability to hold the sense of the room, keep everyone on track, keep the service moving, look for the comfort of others, and someone with a public speaker’s ability.
#2 Date, Time and Budget
Once you have the principle players and have made initial contact with those who must be present, you can pin down a date and time. Will it be a soon-after-death funeral or a sometime-later memorial service or celebration of life? Your officiant can help you decide.
Your budget may be a concern. How much you can reasonably afford or want to spend? Doing so will help you narrow down your choices for the details of the celebration such as the type of venue. Don’t let your emotions carry you to debt you’ll regret later.
#3 Make it Personal
I believe the funeral or burial service can be highly personal. Your desirers, your relationship to the deceased, and what the deceased wanted or might have wanted will shape the decisions you make. You will want the service to reflect the unique life and personality of the person as well as their values. Therefore, you should imagine and plan the service that you or the person who died would consider the most meaningful way to say "goodbye" -- something that captures the unique qualities of the deceased; reflects their and your own personal, religious or spiritual beliefs and life values.
Decide on how you will personalize the event. There are an unlimited number of choices. You might create a tribute movie or slide show or display personal photos. If the person you are remembering was a collector, display some of their items on a table. A common way to honour the living is to specify charities and organizations to make a donation in memory of the deceased. Friends and relatives who might never consider donating to a certain charity will often honour such requests
Remember, it is okay to have fun and gaiety as well as somber serious parts within the service. You do not want to make the person you are remembering a perfect saint now that they are dead. Neither do you need to bring up all their shortcomings and deficits. Allow their humanness to shine through in whatever you say and do. When all is said and done, hopefully you will have produced a beautiful piece that expresses who you and they truly are.
#4 Choose the Venue
When selecting a location to hold the service it is helpful to estimate how many people might attend. A head count is important for selecting the right sized and type of venue. Keep in mind who is coming. Not all friends and family may be able to participate in some locations, due to physical limitations, especially the elderly or very young.
You are not limited in your choice of venue. Think outside the box. Maybe you are thinking of a ceremony at a location other than a church or funeral home. You can certainly use a funeral home but you can also choose to have your event at your home. In the times of our forbearers, having a funeral in the home, or at the graveside, was common. One of my earliest remembrances is as a four-year-old playing in my grandmother’s living room where my grandfather was laid out in his best clothes for an old fashion “viewing” before his burial in the church cemetery. It has only been since the later twentieth century that the funeral home has taken over the role previously done by the family. There is no reason not to hold a home funeral, and there are morticians who will assist you.
Do not forget to consider unconventional locations as well. For example, if the deceased was a film lover you might consider renting a theater. A local park, a ball field or another location that held meaning for the person you are honoring are all possibilities.
#5 Creating Sacred Space
Wherever you choose, be it a sanctuary, fire hall, field, crematorium or gravesite, you can create what I refer to as “sacred space.” Your aim is to create an atmosphere and space so that those attending will connect into a coherent gathering. Seek a space where there can exist a spaciousness; where individuals can sit side-by-side in their expressions of grief.
Nursing home community rooms, church and synagogue social rooms, hotel ballrooms, and conference rooms that may at first appear sterile can all be configured to provide space where family and friends can express the spiritual part of themselves. With a simple rearranging of seating, selection of restful warm lighting and helpful props, you can create a physical space where they can glimpse and experience a sacred moment. Consider the use of flowers and lighting. All this can come together to facilitate those attending to move past the pain and shock to find comfort and peace. Your preparations say to those who come that “something holy is happening here”. With a well-prepared physical space you can plan a unique, memorable tribute to your loved one.
I like what Peg Streep has to say about the importance of creating sacred space. Streep found North Americans to be unusual in their separation of the sacred from everyday life. She states that people are looking for a vision of life that is not chopped into a million pieces. They are trying, she says, to break down the distinction between their spiritual selves and their mundane selves. [FN] A funeral is a moment when this can happen.
My preference is to have the decreased present in some physical form. This might be the body or cremains or, when those are not available, a photo or portrait. Whatever you choose place the remembrance in the front or center of the room so mourners have a mutual place to focus their grief. One informal home funeral where I served as an officiant used their coffee table as an altar and placed upon it the cremains along with a photo, some colorful fall leaves and river rocks representative of their mother’s love of nature.
More and more people are turning to destination settings for a memorial. Many beautiful facilities such as gardens and greenhouses, museums, clubhouses, parks, aquariums, and wineries, offer private event rentals that are perfectly suitable for a remembrance of life. When my father of 89 years died the family decided to hold the service at the local fire hall. In his younger days Dad was a volunteer firefighter. Therefore, the location was fitting. Whatever space you choose, let it be representative of the moment. Your own backyard, a garden or an elaborate cathedral can all become a space for reflection that holds meaning and importance.
A table of memories in an accessible location within the space is a wonderful way to personalize the space. Invite those who are coming to bring a variety of items. Photographs, hobbies, pictures of pets, awards from work, sports or community service, favorite books and sayings, artistic creations of your loved one, recipes, and sports jerseys all say, “This is who they are”.
#6 Write it Down
My preference is to have a written program and give it to people as they arrive. This allows the grieving to scan the service and prepare themselves for what’s coming. No surprises. I have found that this helps them feel more at ease and part of the observance.
I usually print the service on a single heavy stock 9 X12 sheet of paper, front and back. This makes the printed document easy to handle. It does not fly away if outdoors, and remains noiseless. Employ the largest print type possible for easy reading.
Not all that is said and done needs to be printed on the program, especially if it does not all fit. However, you will want the major movements of the service noted, and any music played or performed, and perhaps a poem or prayer that attendees can take away with them for reflection after the service. It is a nice keepsake for the guest to take home.
#7 Be Mindful of the Many Traditions
Yes, you want the service to reflect the now deceased or yourself, but you will also want to make sure the family and friends who gather feel comfortable in the setting and find comfort within the ceremony. It can be a roller-coaster ride to help all who attend to feel included and not excluded.
Most families who come seeking my counsel want a service that will minister to a variety of family members representing different cultural and religious beliefs and traditions. One of the very first families I worked with included a brother from the Jewish tradition, a sister who professed Christianity and a second sister who shared she was “spiritual but not religious”.
Within the give and take of our time together we were able to find common ground. Each sibling was able to be open to hear the other’s needs and concerns. In the end, they crafted a service that reflected each of their traditions as well as honored their loved one. The brother and sisters felt heard and, in the end, left our preparations comforted and at peace with the ceremony they had designed.
#8 Watch Your Time
You will want to watch the time; the length of the service. I usually keep it to a half hour and no longer than forty-five minutes. Any longer can feel like an eternity and be hard for grieving friends and family to navigate.
This is when an officiant who is not a member of the family or a close friend comes in handy. They have a way of steering individuals who become long-winded to keep what they have to share or say within the designated time limit. Moreover, if necessary, the officiant can cut the person off. Whereas, if you as a family member does so, you may have to put up with hurt feelings later.
#9 Decide on Rituals and Symbolic Actions
I always encourage families to include community based or personal rituals in the service. They weave the past, present and future into life’s ongoing story. Symbolic actions help us face and mark the shock, triumphs and mysteries of everyday life by giving us tangible memories that we can hold onto. Rituals can be composed of symbols, words and gestures that give expression to what is beyond understanding or explanation. They can help us look at life, and in this case death, in new ways, and make sense of it in the process. Our physical symbolic expressions, symbols, and movements within the service, as well as our words, are important
An easily familiar ritual is the lighting of candles. This can signify that the service is beginning. Some may identify the lighting as an indication that they have entered a sacred space and time. Light multiple candles, each representative of an ancestor, or a credo such as “Faith, Hope, Love”. You can customize your candle lighting for your own purposes. You’ll find examples in Part 2.
How did your loved one prefer to spend their time? A sky lantern or butterfly release, a group motorcycle or bicycle ride, a canned food drive to give to the homeless shelter, or a group walk are all examples of activities reflective of a life. The important thing is that the activity is an appropriate tribute to your loved one.
In the end, all this being said, ritual or activity need not always represent something. Sometimes the reality works the other way. The meaning develops out of the doing. Our outward actions often reflect our inward state. This means you can allow each attendee to interpret the movements, actions and rituals in their own way. Ceremony and ritual speak when words fail and create tremendous impact.
#10 Encourage Participation
I’ve stated this earlier, but let me say it again. Encourage participation. I’ve found that it is more important to engage families in the moment instead of fearing their reactions and trying to shield them from the reality of the death.
In planning, invite friends and family to sing a song, give a reading or personal anecdote. This is the time when someone may have written a story about their loved one’s life. On the other hand, you may want to go around and invite the telling and sharing of short memories. If specific individuals ask to share their thoughts offer them some guidance on the type of story they might contribute.
We all recall times when something unplanned or unforeseen happened during a wedding or funeral service. A baby cries, the flowers get knocked over, a major player arrives late or someone faints. Ignoring the unplanned event or situation — the elephant in the room — never works. Instead, the experienced officiant may comment on the baby crying, saying that it reminds us that even as we weep quietly perhaps the child is expressing our inner turmoil. When the uncle takes ill and the ambulance is called, pause the service and suggest the remainder of the party take a time of quiet prayer on her behalf. Once a young woman singing a solo of Amazing Grace, broke down in tears, whereas I stepped over, placed my arm around her and picked up the song. Others joined in. It truly became a moment of grace.
Typical Components of the Service
There are a number of components that typically make up a funeral service, memorial, remembrance, ash-scattering ceremony or celebration of life. The parts tend to go in this order, but need not do so. Each ceremony is unique. I’ve placed here a template to get you started. Look them over, then turn to the following chapters for examples of each part.
Music for Gathering
Welcome, Share Information and Announcements
Opening Rituals and Actions
Reflections on the Occasion and Time of Tribute
Autobiography and Life Story
Remembrances from Family and Friends
Poems, Prayers, and Readings
Closing Words, Blessing, Benediction
Music for Departure
Chapter 3
Music for Gathering
There are no rules for choosing funeral music. Do you want to play soulful tunes that stirs the heart or a favored rock band that communicates, “this is not the normal fare”? You might consider using a playlist of favorite songs of the deceased. Still, some people choose hymns. With careful selection you can design the perfect soundtrack for your remembrance. To help the service flow you may wish the first song to express sadness and loss, the second selection to be more uplifting and hopeful, and a closing inspirational song that helps the guests depart. One, two or three musical selections –it’s all correct.
Background music as people arrive helps set the mood for the service to come. I prefer to play soft background instrumental music or have your musician perform quieter pieces to encourage conversation. This track can range from the orchestrated works of Beethoven, Mozart, and Tchaikovsky, and Chopin to more recent musician such as of Enya or the popular music of Chant.
Selecting a particular piece of music to begin the service is one way you can help everyone settle into a quieter moment of preparation.
Here are words that you might want to use as you introduce a musical selection at the beginning of the service:
“Before we begin I invite you to listen to [song title] sung of course by [artist]. This was a particular favorite of [Name] and I suspect she/he shared the sentiments expressed in the lyrics.”
“We are going to begin by listening to [title and artist]. This was a particular favorite of [Name] and they choose it especially for this occasion.”
“As we planned today we decided that [title and artist] would be the perfect tribute as we begin this time of remembrance for [Name].”
“As we begin, hear the poem [‘Title’] by [Poet].”
If I should die before the rest of you,
Break not a flower, nor inscribe a stone,
Nor, when I’m gone, speak in a Sunday voice,
But be the usual selves that I have known,
Weep if you must:
Parting is hell,
But life goes on
So . . . sing as well!” Then continue by playing the selected song.
With so many choices available, turning to traditional songs for the funeral may make things less stressful. Traditional songs are timeless classics that have been recorded dozens of times. They are familiar to most and usually rekindle some memory. I have listed a few titles along with the lyricist or songwriter as well as a popular recording artist.
For a list of suggested songs and music go to Chapter 16.
Once you choose a song there are many versions from which to select. For example, the Irish ballad listed above, Danny Boy has been recorded dozens of times – from sung versions and instrumentals to chorales. The version you select is entirely up to you.
Perhaps live jazz or bluegrass was a favorite in which a local band could be obtained. One home funeral I facilitated chose their father’s favorite; Frank Sinatra’s recording of "I Did It My Way" causing the roomful of friends to erupt in affectionate laughter. Gerschwin, Irving Berlin, Richard Rodgers, Hammerstein, Stephen Sondheim and Scott Joplin can all be considered. "Imagine," by John Lennon, is another international favorite.
To be practical in all situations, I use my cell phone or my laptop computer and download my selections in the order they will be played. Then all someone has to do it click the correct song. If you are concerned about volume, you can get a small external speaker to be sure the sound will be sufficiently amplified.
Whatever your choice of music, let the audience know that the selected song is important and explain why. In the end, as long as you choose music that is respectful and honors the person you are memorializing, it’s all good.
Chapter 4
Welcome, Share Information and Announcements
The opening remarks, which include an introduction of yourself and a welcome, set the tone for the service. Do you want a more casual affect or formal service?
I suggest you keep your welcome to a minimum. The welcome can consist of a few simple opening lines to tell them who you are and what your role is. You’ll want to avoid clichés such as “We are gathered here today” or “Dearly beloved”.
Welcome those attending and state why you have gathered. Acknowledging each family member by their name and their relationship to the deceased at the beginning of the ceremony is a good way to directly engage each person. It also helps everyone to recall names and relationships for the visitation afterwards. One way to do this is to use the printed obituary listing of relatives. As you read look directly at each person named and indicate by hand motion who is who. You can also get the family to help you identify individuals. Those who are listed but could not be present can also be mentioned. Here is an example.
“[Name] was the wife/husband/partner of [Name]. Father/Mother of [Name] and [Name]. [Number] Grandchildren [Names]; and [number] great-grandchild/children [Name]. [Name] was the brother/sister of the late [Name]; and life-long friend of [Name].
Immediately following the introduction and welcome, it is my preference to announce any post-service burials or social gatherings and other after-affairs. This announcement could be about a graveside service, meal or wake, home reception or other scenario. By getting any business out of the way at the beginning of the service, you’ll maintain the quiet sacred moment and intimate mood at the end of the service.
Here is a simple introduction you might use or adapt to begin.
“I welcome each of you here today. My name is [Name], and it's a privilege and honor to officiate at the funeral of such a well-liked and respected woman/man.”
Then, continue with your greeting. Here are some useful phrases, short sentences, wording, and a reading to help.
“Welcome to this celebration of [Name’s] life, who [died, passed, entered into rest, went to be with his beloved wife/husband], on [date]. [Name] was a dear friend of mine, and I am very honored to be here today as we remember them and reflect on their life.”
“We’ve come together from far and near, at different points in our lives. We may look at life in different ways and hold a variety of beliefs. But the one thing we have is common is that [Name] at one point or another, touched our life.”
“We’re here this morning to bid a sad but fond farewell to [Name]. We are also here to honor and pay tribute to their life, and to express our sincere admiration for them. So, we set aside this brief hour from our usual daily lives to express our thoughts and feelings at this time of loss.”
“I know that today is a sad day, but I hope at the end of this farewell ceremony for [Name] you will feel glad that you took the opportunity to do some of your grieving with others who have known and loved [Name].”
“Today we have gathered here to pay our last respects and to say our final farewells to [Name]. Sadly I never had the privilege of knowing [Name], but I have had the pleasure of spending time with their family this past week, and our conversations have left me with a very clear impression of the kind of person [Name] was.”
“Today is a day for reflection and it will be remembered for many reasons. Mainly, I hope it will be remembered as a very special day when you shared time with others to pay your last respects as you say a sad and fond farewell to [Name].
You might also begin with a short reading.
“We begin with a reading; Our Lives Matter by M. Maureen Killoran.
We come together from the diversity of our grieving,
to gather in the warmth of this community
giving stubborn witness to our belief that
In times of sadness, there is room for laughter.
In times of darkness, there always will be light.
May we hold fast to the conviction
that what we do with our lives matters
and that a caring world is possible after all.”
The following words could be used when a religious service is not being held.
“I know there may be those among you for whom religious faith is a central part of life, and who are more familiar with a different form of service, but I hope we can agree that the human values we all share; are of far more lasting importance than those matters which may divide us.”
“[Name] had some very specific wishes regarding this gathering time. It was [Name’s] wish that it should be kept simple, dignified and sincere, unmarked by religious ceremony or staid tribute. We strive now to respect these wishes.”
“As we begin let’s spend a few moments in silence to remember [Name] in your own special way. Those of you who do have a particular religious faith might wish to use this time for your own private prayers.”
“You who knew [Name] know that [Name] was not one to make a fuss. So you will not be surprised that it was [Name’s] explicit instructions that we should have a short, simple and sincere service. And, it is my humble privilege to play a small part in helping you honor [Name’s] request.”
Next, here is where you can give any brief announcements, invitations, or directions for after the service. Here are a few examples.
“Following our service, the family invites you to join them in the continuing celebration of [Name’s] life. They invite you to a luncheon at [place] to share stories and remember a life lived to the fullest.”
“In continuing remembrance of [name] refreshments will be served in the Social Hall following the service.”
“Following this service we will be going to the burial site to lay [Name] to rest. Those who wish are welcome to join the family in a final farewell. Those who are not going to the burial are welcome to join the family at [place] afterwards.”
Perhaps you noticed that in each opening phrase I pointedly inserted the person’s name more than once. One of our biggest fears is that the people we love will be forgotten. When no one mentions their name the loneliness we already feel can be magnified. In a way, it calls forth the presence of the loved one who is no longer among them. It comforts the mourners to hear that the person is remembered and will not be forgotten. There is power in saying a name.
Chapter 5
Opening Ritual and Actions
Many who come will have been rushing about in order to get ready, travel to the location, and arrive on time. Take a few moments to make it easier for them to settle and relax; to slow their physical selves along with their racing minds. Along with the grief they carry, people may feel stressed, tired, or frustrated. Taking one to five minutes using an opening ritual will help them feel calmer and more focused. Even a short time of meditation or contemplation may aid those gathered to overcome their stress to find some inner peace and balance.
The following suggestions acknowledge that our outward posture often reflect our inward state. Using one of the following rituals may assist some to consciously slow their thoughts in order to be attentive to the moment.
To put everyone at ease, I often say,
“Before we continue let’s pause for a moment to calm and center ourselves. I invite you to join in as you wish or to use this moment of silence in your own way.”
Then continue with one of the following.
[Name is gone and it is only natural that we are sad because in a practical sense [Name] is no longer a part of our lives. The comfort of having [Name] as a sibling, parent or grandparent may indeed be past, but the love of having had [Name] is never lost. We have the joy of having known [Name]. Before we continue, let’s pause in silence for a few moments and picture [Name] in our minds and remember the special person [Name] was in our lives.”
Thee Deep Breathes
“Let’s begin by slowing ourselves and simply noticing our breath; our inhalations and exhalations. Close your eyes or soften your gaze, whichever works for you. In this slowed-down time let’s simply take three deep breathes.
Breathe in, one, two, three, four, five, six, seven. Breathe out seven, six, five, four, three, two, one. And in again, one, two, three, four, five, six, seven. Breathe out seven, six, five, four, three, two, one. And one more breathe in silence as you count to yourself. Now gently, slowly, open your eyes to carry this calm awareness with you as we continue.”
A Time of Silence
“As we begin to say goodbye, let’s take a few moments in silence to remember [Name] in your own special way, and if you do have a religious belief, you might wish to use this time for your own private prayer.”
Remember to pause for at least thirty seconds before continuing. I always check the second hand on my watch or cellphone timer to discipline myself. Otherwise, even thirty second can seem long, even though it isn’t.
A Guided Meditation: Palms Up, Palms Down
“As we begin I invite you to set aside anything in your hands and lap. Place both feet flat on the floor. Close your eyes or simply gaze softly downward.
Place your palms facing down on your lap and turn over any concern you have in this moment. Bring to mind your concern. (Pause.)
Now, turn your palms facing up on your lap. Ask for what you need. Is it wisdom, or patience, hope, peace? (Pause.)
Finally, bring your hands together and intertwine your fingers into a prayer position perhaps as you did as a child at your bedside or at the table. In this moment do not relinquish anything or ask anything. Simply be still in your heart.(Pause.)
As you are ready, return your awareness to the room and open your eyes.” (Wait to give time for people to re-acclimate themselves, then continue)
How Good It Is To Center Down
Make sure to read the poem slowly. Pause after each question and slowly count to five.
“In his writing from “Meditations of the Heart”, African-American philosopher Howard Thurman reminds us of the importance of quiet time, self-reflection and meditation. Let’s slow ourselves and reflect on his words.”
How good it is to center down!
To sit quietly and see one’s self pass by!
The streets of our minds seethe with endless traffic;
Our spirits resound with clashings, with noisy silences,
While something deep within hungers
and thirsts for the still moment and the resting lull.
With full intensity we seek,
ere the quiet passes,
a fresh sense of order in our living;
A direction, a strong sure purpose
that will structure our confusion
and bring meaning in our chaos.
We look at ourselves in this waiting moment — the kinds of people we are.
The questions persist:
what are we doing with our lives? —
what are the motives that order our days?
What is the end of our doings?
Where are we trying to go?
Where do we put the emphasis and where are our values focused?
For what end do we make sacrifices?
Where is my treasure and what do I love most in life?
What do I hate most in life and to what am I true?
Over and over the questions beat in upon the waiting moment.
As we listen,
floating up through all the jangling echoes of our turbulence,
there is a sound of another kind —
A deeper not which only the stillness of the heart makes clear.
It moves directly to the core of our being.
Our questions are answered,
With the peace of the eternal in our step.
How good it is to center down!
The above minutes of breath, reflection and meditation are not “wasting time”. Instead, these simple actions lower blood pressure and give a greater sense of well-being. But, even with these proven benefits, it is not the reason for building this into your service. To put it as an Eastern philosopher may say, the goal of meditation is no goal. It’s simply to be present.
Chapter 6
Reflections on the Occasion and Time of Tribute
The time of tribute, sometimes referred to as the eulogy, is most likely prepared remarks that praise, honor, and commemorate the life of the deceased. This short reflection or meditation may be given by your officiant, someone you’ve asked, or you yourself. The choice of the “eulogist” or person who delivers the eulogy is usually a close friend or the immediate family.
In a eulogy, people who knew the deceased from work get an insight into their life as a family person and vice versa. A good eulogy relates stories, touching and humorous, that tell something about the character of the loved one. The best eulogies are those that focus on the speaker’s personal thoughts and memories of the deceased.
If you enlist more than one person, perhaps ask each to speak on a specific time or area of the person’s life to avoid duplication. Distinct times include childhood, young adult, education, parenthood or adulthood, career or post retirement. Specific areas might include speaking of their character, special accomplishments and achievements, or lessons a son or daughter has received from their mom or dad.
This is not the time for preaching or giving a sermon as tempting as that might be. Do not ad lib. These talks are best written. There is nothing wrong with reading your speech. People expect it. When you finish writing practice reading your speech to a friend. This will help you see if it flows well and identify any adjustments that need to be made.
Sometimes family members write a speech and ask me, as the officiant, to read it. Even when not asked, I stay close by in case a speaker is overcome with emotion. I’ve found that a simple hand on the shoulder often allows the speaker to regain composure to continue. It also keeps the audience calm and relaxed knowing that the situation is in hand. The key is that whatever is decided should work towards telling your loved one's life story. Remember, the person was not a saint. So don’t say things that are not so. People attending know.
Here is a bit more helpful guidance as you decide how you want to capture the essence of the person.
Don’t be afraid to talk about the person’s death. Address the particular situation from the anticipated of old age to the tragic of the young. It is not necessary to go into detail, but acknowledge the reality of this particular death.
Begin with a hook, something that embodies their personality or mission in life. It could be a phrase, a motto or an observation. What was their credo? What did the person believe about life and death?
This is a time for their family and friends to hear their words echoing back to them. Perhaps it is a phrase that you hear over and over in your conversations about the deceased. “He loved his family” or “She made the best brownies in the whole world” or “He loved his country” are all examples.
Share more in-depth what was meaningful in their life --grandchildren, pets, football, or cooking. What do they remember most about the individual? What did they do during their free time? Where did they volunteer their time?
Everyone has some humor in their life. The deepest, most moving memories are best wrapped with a glimmer of humor. Find it and use it.
Share a deeply personal word. Share an incident, perhaps a humorous or touching memory, and what you will miss about them. Speak from your heart. But, remember to keep it about them and not you. They are the center of your story.
Do not worry if you miss anything as no one will notice. Just carry on. And if you get overcome with emotion pause, take a deep breath and compose yourself before continuing.
Keep it short. Limit yourself to 7 – 10 minutes maximum. Remember less is more and will have greater impact.
Symbols Representative of the Loved One
I encourage each family to decide upon a tangible earthly object that symbolize and represents their loved one. I then utilize it throughout to give the service cohesion.
This is usually an easy task. For the service for their mother whose name was Rose, each person placed a rose on the casket and took a second one with them. For the father who had worked on the railroad for over twenty-five years train whistles, conductor hats and handkerchiefs were distributed to the children for the singing of I’ve been Working on the Railroad. For the woman who was the “salt of the earth” each attendee received a small jar of pink Himalayan salt to take home. You get the idea.
If you or your loved one is gardener and outdoor enthusiast, honor them with telling the meanings of chosen herbs or trees. Here are some to consider whose meanings that I’ve gathered from here and there. This is by no means a complete list of the symbolic meanings of each herb since the symbolism of herbs is inextricably tied to culture and religion.
HERBS
Aloe: healing, protection, affection grief, bitterness,
Angelica: inspiration, magic
Basil: good wishes
Bay: glory, honor, reward
Chamomile: patience, energy in adversity, long life, wisdom
Chives: usefulness, why do you weep?
Coriander: hidden worth
Cumin: fidelity
Dill: good spirits, preservation
Fennel: strength, worthy of praise, flatteryGarlic: protection, strength, healing
Lavender: calm and serenity
Lemon balm: sympathy
Marjoram: joy and happiness
Mint: eternal refreshment, wisdom, virtue
Mustard: faith, indifference
Oregano: substance
Parsley: useful knowledge, feast, joy, victory
Rosemary; love, loyalty
Sage: wisdom, immortality, esteem
Tarragon: lasting interest
Thyme: strength, courage, energy
TREES
If the burial is in the woods or the person was a hunter or hiker, many trees hold symbolic meanings. You may wish to explore this option.
FLOWERS
The Old Farmer’s Alanac has a full listing of what they call “Flower Meanings: The Language of Flowers.” You can see them at almanac.com. Here are a few examples:
Baby’s breath - Everlasting love
Carnation - White: Sweet and Lovely; Pink: I will never forget you; Red: My heart breaks
Chrysanthemum - Truth
Gerber daisy - Cheerfulness
Queen Anne’s Lace - Fantasy
Rose - Pink : Grace; Red: Love
Rosemary - Remembrance
Chapter 7
Autobiography, Eulogies and Life Story
Simple or elaborate, there are a variety of ways to remember and honor your loved one in a personal and meaningful way. As time goes on, we may fear that our memories of them will fade away. This is when photos and videos become even more precious, offering a lasting connection to that special person. How do you wish to remember your loved one? Or, if you are planning your own remembrance service, how do you wish to be remembered?
Pictures or a video give the opportunity to reflect on a unique individual and remember the difference they made in your life. Either can be a moving way to pay tribute to your loved one.
The stories of family vacations, holidays celebrated, and favorite pastimes help us remember the person as we begin to wrestle with our grief and the realization that they’re no longer with us.
This can also be a community-building exercise. Inviting family and friends to submit photos and video clips of the person brings people together, uniting everyone in the task.
A Video
Whether it’s a retrospective video, highlighting the milestones in the person’s life, or simply a collection of favorite moments, there’s truly no right or wrong way to make this type of video.
The video can consist of 35 to 50 pictures matched with the length of the chosen song, usually about three to five minutes.
Decide on a theme, select background music, and gather together photos.
You can do it yourself or there are some super quick services advertised on the web.
The video can also be played during the gathering and family visitation or as part of the service or after-reception.
Make copies to share with family and friends.
A Storyboard
If the creation of a video is too much for you to deal with, consider making a picture storyboard or story-clothesline. All you need are individual photos.
Contributors can give them to you beforehand or bring them to the service or celebration and place them on the prepared storyboard or clothes line. This enables everyone to actively participate and be a part of creating the event.
A storyboard is a mounted piece of cardboard with tape or plastic tac at hand for the photos to be placed.
Another idea is to hang a rope clothesline and allow people to use the provided clothespins to hang their photos.
Life story can also be made personal by reading some writings of the decease’s including their blog or Facebook entries. If they had a podcast, why not play a 3-minute portion where their personality shines through? A poem from their own hand is perfect.
Remembrances from Family and Friends
Once the more formal speech or eulogy, and perhaps a video is shown, I like to open the floor for others to share. With the family’s permission, I include what I call “structured spontaneity”. By “spontaneity” I do not mean a free-for-all. Instead, it is a structured planned time within the service. The facilitator or officiant remains in control as individuals share memories and thoughts in a befitting way.
Poignant and funny stories are shared. People reminisce and storytelling becomes paramount. If you have invited attendees to bring photos or an object for the Memory Table, this is a time for them to relay the story that goes with the item.
If the gathering is informal, with mingling and conversation, the family can gather the attention of the attendees and invite tributes from those who wish to speak. I find, whatever the setting, the less formal the introduction to this time, the more people will openly share from the heart. And, if they are given a heads up and a helpful prompt, more will be eager to participate.
One way of not springing it on them is to announce at the beginning of the service that there will be an opportunity to share later in the service. At my uncle’s funeral I passed a basket of 1 x 2 inch wooden blocks and felt markers and invited each person to write a word that described him or their relationship to him. The blocks were inscribed with the words “love,” “fun,” “super dad,” and “party down”. When the designated time came, I invited them to hold the block in their hand and to share the word and perhaps a bit about what it meant to them. Some simply read what they had written. Others shared endearing stories and funny incidents.
After sharing, or not, they were invited to place the block in the toolbox that Uncle Ken, as an avid woodworker, had built. His children and grandchildren cherish the filled toolbox.
In the time of remembrance you and those gathered will recall special qualities about the deceased. Hopefully they will enhance the existing emotional and spiritual connections between the person who died and the living, thereby focusing and increasing a listener's appreciation of the life lost.
Sharing Poems and Readings
Sometimes volunteer participants will want to share a poem or other reading as a tribute. This too is appropriate and welcomed. Otherwise, or as an additional piece, you can insert a poem, prayer or reading into the service. The chapter on readings and poems contains a number of selections to enhance this time.
Recalling Memories
Another way to aid people to share is to ask them to close their eyes and recall their memories. Here is a script you can adapt for use.
“I invite you to take a moment right now, close your eyes, and picture [Name]. (Pause.)
Think about them and the relationship you had with them. (Pause.)
Where did you first meet [Name]? (Pause.)
What is one of your earliest or most special memories? (Pause.)
What things did you do together? (Pause.)
Can you remember any particularly humorous or touching memories you might like to share? (Pause.)
What will you miss about [Name] the most? (Pause.)
When you are ready simply open your eyes and return to the room.(Pause until everyone seem ready to resume.)
Is there anyone who would like to share their thoughts?” (Pause and wait.)
Don’t be afraid of silences if there are gaps between your invitation and those speaking or between speakers. Just give a prompt, then if needed, repeat the prompt, and wait. Think of the quiet as a normal and important part of the flow of the service. Even if no one speaks, it is an important time of reflection. Be content, relaxed and at ease in the silence and others will find comfort too. Temporary silence is a normal part of the rhythm of the service. Help those attending to see it as an opportunity to reflect, gather their thoughts, and prepare for what is coming. Some may choke and draw a blank during what is for them an unfamiliar social situation. They may have many thoughts, but become stuck in their heads. Others are too busy coming up with something “interesting” to say rather than being present in the moment.
In these cases you could add the following phrase of encouragement.
“Don’t try to conjure up the perfect words. Simply allow the words to find you.”
So, give the group the time they need. If you come off fidgety and stare like a deer in headlights, they may feel these nervous emotions themselves. Take a breath, let your shoulders drop (instead of tensing up), and smile confidently. If you look calm and collected, they too will feel at ease.
Remember these pointers and you can eliminate your fear of silent moments and embrace them to your advantage. They can be a great tool to open up conversation and connect even deeper with those gathered. Remember that silence really is golden.
Write Your Own Story
If you are looking to write your own life story, now is the time to do it. The conversations we have with our family and close friends are usually geared towards what is happening that week, how we’re doing and how they’re doing. Rarely do we get into deep conversations about our lives, experiences or perspectives. As the weeks, months and years go flying by, we miss opportunities to talk about real things -- important things -- with those closest to us. There are things that only we can answer or explain. Sadly, if we don’t share them now, many of those answers, explanations and stories may be missed.
Popularity is growing for elder individuals, grandmothers and grandfather to write their memoir to pass onto later generations. There are a number of resources, both online and in print, to guide you. These do-it-yourself books help the reader record and preserve the memories of their lifetime. Many cover one’s birth to the present, with emphasis most often on positive remembrances.
Since your purpose in writing is to record your memories, and not necessarily to give an accurate historically account, I prefer to call it a memoir instead of a biography. A lot of our memories are just that, our memories. The phrases or questions will prompt you to write about pivotal experiences in your life, important people in your transformation, what you’ve learned, and principles you live by.
Here are some sample phrases to get you started. These are lifted from my book, This Is My Life: a memoir in your own words. I am happy to send this book via WORD document to anyone who requests it. The text is laid out into early, middle and later years and holds over fifty prompts to guide you through such subjects as family and faith, learnings and education, work and responsibilities, and the world around you. Here is a sample from the book:
This is how I remember my mother and father…
When I was a child, during summer vacations, I would…
My best childhood friends were…
My biggest adventure in life was when…
The most meaningful things I have accomplished in my life are…
If I had to pick three of my all-time favorite songs, they would be…
My favorite holiday is…
The funniest family story I remember is…
A most sad or difficult time in my life was…
Three words that describe me are…
My best piece of advice to the next generation is…
When writing, the more honest and revelatory the better. Yet, secrets are usually secrets for a reason. This memoir does not have to be a tell-all book. Share in writing at your own comfort level, knowing others may read what you pen. To choose to share your writings you may wish to change names, places and dates to keep identities to yourself, but still record something difficult that happened to you. Telling your story is important, but you don’t want to throw anyone under the bus. The aim of choosing to share is to lead to a better overall relationship. My overall rule is, “Be kind”.
Perhaps you’ll write about things others would not have known. Your closest friends may know brush strokes about your past, but may not know specifics about some of your most defining moments. Your pages will help you better understand what makes you tick, and might help you understand a little more why you are the way you are. From writing about your childhood experiences to finding out why you wanted to be a parent, to figuring out how you developed your attitudes about love, money or work, answering some key questions can really help start some amazing insights for yourself and conversations with others. You may find yourself with newfound awareness, realizing that these are stories you might have shared long ago. Sharing your memoir can evolve into a deeper discussion, such as your biggest regret or life lesson.
So why waste time? Why not write down, record on your smart phone, or dictate to someone taking notes, memories that explain events that shaped you, decisions you made and important lessons you learned? Do it now. Record your thoughts, and perhaps share your memoir with others. What a wonderful gift of yourself to yourself and those you love.
Chapter 8
Poems
Once you’ve chosen your poem, prayer or reading, be sure to read through it silently several times to familiarize yourself with its core ideas and images. The more you understand the poem, and grasp its meaning, the more likely others will too. Allow yourself to see the images created by the words in your imagination and feel the emotions. The more strongly you identify with the poem the easier it will be for others to follow.
Next, read the poem aloud. Read slowly. Allow each word its space. Resist the temptation to rush. Pay attention to the punctuation, listening for its musicality or beat. What words can be stressed more than others? Use your pencil or highlighter to mark pauses or stress points. Once you feel more confident experiment with your delivery.
Next, rehearse in front of or a friend and ask for feedback. Could they hear and understand your words? Did they catch the images and feelings of the poem? Did you read too fast or too slow? Once you incorporate their feedback you are ready.
Here are a few more tips as you prepare.
Use your natural voice. A 'dramatic' or assumed voice will seem artificial.
Remember to breathe between phrases, at the end of a line, or comma or period. You don’t want to hyperventilate.
At such an emotional occasion it is good to print it out at a 14 point font or larger for easy reading.
Finally relax and know that whatever happens happens. You’re fine.
Of course, you’ll want to introduce your chosen poem, prayer or reading. Here are three introductory examples you can adapt to your own style of speaking. The first is for when the speaker is reading another person’s written text.
“[Name] has asked me to read this. I know [family member or friend] would really have liked to read it themself but is understandably, unable.”
Here is a second more generic introduction.
“I would like to read a [poem, scripture, sacred text, reading] of hope and comfort written by [Name].”
Poems
The following poems all deal with thoughts and emotions associated with the fundamental questions around life and death, dying, grief, and loss.
A poem for a musician
FUNERALISSIMO
The musical notes stood in lines
Discordant in their grief
Before regaining their composure
As black tears in embossed relief
The instruments played this salutation
To a musician of note and much more
At the end, everyone stamped their feet
Encore, Encore, Encore
—by Michael Ashby
'Tis a Fearful Thing --by Yehuda Halevi
‘Tis a fearful thing
to love what death can touch.
A fearful thing
to love, to hope, to dream, to be –
to be,
And oh, to lose.
A thing for fools, this,
And a holy thing,
a holy thing
to love.
For your life has lived in me,
your laugh once lifted me,
your word was gift to me.
To remember this brings painful joy.
‘Tis a human thing, love,
a holy thing, to love
what death has touched.
Death Is Nothing at All by Canon Henry Scott-Holland
Death is nothing at all…
I have only slipped away into the next room
I am I and you are you
Whatever we were to each other
That we are still
Call me by my old familiar name
Speak to me in the easy way you always used
Put no difference into your tone
Wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow
Laugh as we always laughed
At the little jokes we always enjoyed together
Play, smile, think of me, pray for me
Let my name be ever the household word that it always was
Let it be spoken without effort
Without the ghost of a shadow in it
Life means all that it ever meant
It is the same as it ever was
There is absolute unbroken continuity
What is death but a negligible accident?
Why should I be out of mind
Because I am out of sight?
I am waiting for you for an interval
Somewhere very near
Just around the corner
All is well.
Nothing is past; nothing is lost
One brief moment and all will be as it was before
How we shall laugh at the trouble of parting when we meet again!
Do Not Stand At My Grave and Weep by Mary Frye
Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there.
I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn’s rain.
When you awaken in the morning’s hush,
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there.
I did not die.
Continuance by Samuel Butler
I fall asleep in the full and certain hope
That my slumber shall not be broken;
And that, though I be all-forgetting,
Yet shall I not be all-forgotten,
But continue that life in the thoughts and deeds
Of those I have loved.
Our Memories Build a Special Bridge by Emily Mathews
Our memories build a special bridge
When loved ones have to part
To help us feel we’re with them still
And soothe a grieving heart
They span the years and warm our lives
Preserving ties that bind
Our memories build a special bridge
And bring us peace of mind.
You’ve Just Walked On, author unknown
You’ve just walked on ahead of me
And I’ve got to understand
You must release the ones you love
And let go of their hand.
I try and cope the best I can
But I’m missing you so much
If I could only see you
And once more feel your touch.
Yes, you’ve just walked on ahead of me
Don’t worry I’ll be fine
But now and then I swear I feel
Your hand slip into mine.
Intimations of Immortality by William Wordsworth
What though the radiance which was once so bright
Be now forever taken from my sight,
Though nothing can bring back the hour
Of splendor in the grass, of glory in the flower;
We will grieve not, rather find
Strength in what remains behind.
The Last Leaf by Oliver Wendell Holmes Sr.
I saw him once before,
As he passed by the door,
And again
The pavement stones resound,
As he totters o’er the ground
With his cane.
They say that in his prime,
Ere the pruning-knife of Time
Cut him down,
Not a better man was found
By the Crier on his round
Through the town.
But now he walks the streets,
And looks at all he meets
Sad and wan,
And he shakes his feeble head,
That it seems as if he said,
“They are gone.”
The mossy marbles rest
On the lips that he has prest
In their bloom,
And the names he loved to hear
Have been carved for many a year
On the tomb.
My grandmamma has said—
Poor old lady, she is dead
Long ago—
That he had a Roman nose,
And his cheek was like a rose
In the snow;
But now his nose is thin,
And it rests upon his chin
Like a staff,
And a crook is in his back,
And a melancholy crack
In his laugh.
I know it is a sin
For me to sit and grin
At him here;
But the old three-cornered hat,
And the breeches, and all that,
Are so queer!
And if I should live to be
The last leaf upon the tree
In the spring,
Let them smile, as I do now,
At the old forsaken bough
Where I cling.
Crossing the Bar by Alfred Lord Tennyson --1809-1892
Sunset and evening star,
And one clear call for me!
And may there be no moaning of the bar,
When I put out to sea,
But such a tide as moving seems asleep,
Too full for sound and foam,
When that which drew from out the boundless deep
Turns again home.
Twilight and evening bell,
And after that the dark!
And may there be no sadness of farewell,
When I embark;
For tho’ from out our bourne of Time and Place
The flood may bear me far,
I hope to see my Pilot face to face
When I have cross’d the bar.
Chapter 9
Prayers and Intentions
When our unhappiness and confusion grow out of control, some of us turn to the ancient practice of prayer. I find that in times of extreme trial, such as at the death of a loved one, people pray. This includes both religious and nonreligious individuals. People instinctively want to believe there is a power that is greater than their own. They yearn to connect their everyday lives with a purpose and will greater than themselves. Something Greater who exists beyond their own limited lives, so they reach for prayer. So it is only reasonable that prayers are often incorporated into funerals and memorial services. Some traditions and families rely on extemporaneous prayer; prayer that is not written before delivered orally. Here I supply you with composed traditional prayers that have stood the test of time.
If your gathering is one who may not wish to use the practice of prayer, redefine the moment. Invite them to “set and intention”. An intention is a clear and positive statement of an outcome you want to experience. An intention is a wish or vision that guides our thoughts, attitudes, and choices. Intentions are in alignment with one’s deepest desires and align with the greatest good for all concerned. Hence, each person’s intention at this particular moment will frame how they will receive healing and relate to others after the service has ended.
Stating an intention is particularly important when the stress of the occasion causes family members to act toward and unintentionally speak to others in hurtful ways, The beauty of inviting those gathered to set an intention is that it will hale each individuals to focus their mind and heart to a particular personal virtue or quality for the day.
Some examples of qualities and virtues include patience, gratitude, grace, forgiveness, letting go, releasing negativity, being open to receive, inner strength and peace. Here is a example of how to introduce intentions:
“Let us each set an intention that comes from our better-self today. Let me share a few that come to mind, one that you might wish to adopt.”
I intend to listen to others today secure and confident in who I am.
I intend to see beauty in each person here and be open to listen to thier concerns.
I intend to feel totally safe and secure.
I intend to feel that I’m where I need to be right now, in this moment with these people.
Intention: May this traditional prayer, known as “The Lord’s Prayer” by some and “The Our Father” by others, open us to receive what we need in this moment, forgive any who have injured us, and live our lies for the greater good of all.
The Lord's Prayer
Our Father, who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name. Thy Kingdom come, thy will be done, on earth as it is in heaven Give us this day our daily bread. And forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive those who trespass against us. And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil. For thine is the kingdom, the power and the glory. Forever and ever. Amen
Alternative
Our Father in heaven, hallowed be your name. Your Kingdom come, your will be done, on earth as in heaven Give us today our daily bread. Forgive us our sins, as we forgive those who sin against us. Lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil. For the kingdom, the power and the glory are yours. Now and forever. Amen
Serenity Prayer
Intention: May we in this moment find the comfort and serenity we seek. May you realize the acceptance of the unacceptable and wisdom that leads to inner peace as we share these verses toward serenity.
God grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, the courage change the things I can, and the wisdom to know the difference. Living one day at a time; Enjoying one moment at a time; Accepting hardships as the pathway to peace.
The Serenity Prayer. --adapted from American theologian Reinhold Niebuhr, 1932
God grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change,
Courage to change the things I can,
and Wisdom to know the difference.
Living one day at a time,
Enjoying one moment at a time,
Accepting hardship as a pathway to peace,
Taking this world as it is,
Not as I would have it,
Trusting that you will make all things right,
If I surrender to your will. Amen.
Prayer of St. Francis of Assisi
Intention: We are not so different from Saint Francis of the fifteenth century when he sought to be an instrument of peace, love, pardon, home, light and joy. May you find consolation, understanding love and forgiveness from each other this day and always.
Lord, make me an instrument of Thy peace; Where there is hatred, let me sow love; Where there is injury, pardon; Where there is doubt, faith; Where there is despair, hope; Where there is darkness, light; and Where there is sadness, joy. O, Divine Master, Grant that I may not so much seek to be consoled, as to console; To be understood as to understand; To be loved as to love; For it is in giving that we receive; It is in pardoning that we are pardoned; And it is in dying that we are born to eternal life.
Or
Peace, adapted from the Prayer of St Francis of Assis
Make me a channel of thy peace –
That where there is hatred, I may bring love;
That where there is wrong, I may bring the spirit of forgiveness;
That where there is discord, I may bring harmony;
That where there is error, I may bring truth;
That where there is doubt, I may bring faith;
That where there is despair, I may bring hope;
That where there are shadows, I may bring light;
That where there is sadness, I may bring joy.
Grant that I may seek rather to comfort than to be comforted;
To understand, than be understood;
To love, than be loved.
For it is by self-forgetting that one finds.
It is by forgiving that one is forgiven.
It is by dying that one awakens to find -- Eternal Life.
We Give Thanks
Intention: May this be a time of gratitude for the strength, courage and confidence that is ours.
We give thanks for [Name],
the years we shared with [Name],
the good we saw in [Name],
the love we received from [Name].
Now give us strength and courage
to leave confident in your promise
That love is eternal. Amen.
Chapter 10
Readings
Remember by Christina Rossetti
Remember me when I am gone away,
Gone far away into the silent land;
When you can no more hold me by the hand,
Nor I half turn to go yet turning stay.
Remember me when no more day by day
You tell me of our future that you plann'd:
Only remember me; you understand
It will be late to counsel then or pray.
Yet if you should forget me for a while
And afterwards remember, do not grieve:
For if the darkness and corruption leave
A vestige of the thoughts that once I had,
Better by far you should forget and smile
Than that you should remember and be sad.
Our Lives Matter by M. Maureen Killoran
We come together from the diversity of our grieving,
to gather in the warmth of this community
giving stubborn witness to our belief that
in times of sadness, there is room for laughter.
In times of darkness, there always will be light.
May we hold fast to the conviction
that what we do with our lives matters
and that a caring world is possible after all.
A Season, an ancient sacred text
To everything there is a season,
and a time to every purpose under the heaven:
A time to be born, and a time to die;
a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted;
A time to weep, and a time to laugh;
a time to mourn, and a time to dance;
A time to get, and a time to lose;
a time to keep, and a time to cast away;
A time to rend, and a time to sew;
a time to keep silence, and a time to speak;
A time to love, and a time to hate;
a time of war, and a time of peace.
To everything there is a season,
and a time to every purpose under the heaven.
Blessed, an ancient sacred text
Blessed are the poor in spirit,
for theirs is the Kingdom of heaven.
Blessed are they that mourn:
for they shall be comforted.
Blessed are the meek:
for they shall inherit the earth.
Blessed are they which hunger and thirst after righteousness:
for they shall be filled.
Blessed are the merciful:
for they shall obtain mercy.
Meditation The Cord, author unknown
We are connected, my child and I,
by an invisible cord not seen by the eye
It's not like the cord that connects us 'til birth,
This cord can't be seen by any on earth
This cord does its work right from the start
It binds us together, attached to my heart
I know that it's there, though no one can see
The invisible cord from my child to me
The strength of this cord is hard to describe
It can't be destroyed, it can't be denied
It's stronger than any cord man could create
it withstands the test, can hold any weight
And though you are gone, and not here with me
The cord is still there, but no one can see
It pulls at my heart, I am bruised, I am sore
But this cord is my lifeline as never before
I am thankful that God connects us this way
A mother and child, death can't take it.
Remember Me, author unknown
To the living, I am gone.
To the sorrowful, I will never return.
To the angry, I was cheated.
But to the happy, I am at peace,
And to the faithful, I have never left.
I cannot be seen, but I can be heard.
So as you stand upon a shore, gazing at a beautiful sea — remember me.
As you look in awe at a mighty forest and its grand majesty — remember me.
As you look upon a flower and admire its simplicity — remember me.
Remember me in your heart, your thoughts, your memories of
the times we loved, the times we cried, the times we fought, the times we laughed.
For if you always think of me,
I will never be gone.
Chapter 11
Interactive Engagements
You can easily invite the attendees to join you in the following interactive litanies. I used the following one at an outdoor burial service. It was printed in the program handout so participants could join in the response: *We ask to be healed in our grief-- and be blessed. I also used it with a Scout troop as part of a dedication of a new hiking trail in remembrance to one of their members. make sure you have the compass app on your phone so you know which direction to face.
Litany of Six Directions Inspired by a traditional Native American blessing.
We turn to the light in the East, seeking a spirit of mystery.
May our eyes open to the sacredness of every living thing.
*We ask to be healed in our grief-- and be blessed.
We turn to the light in the West, seeking a spirit of wisdom.
May our feet walk humbly with compassion upon this good earth.
*We ask to be healed in our grief-- and be blessed.
We turn to the light in the North, seeking a spirit of intuitive knowledge.
May our hands give us courage to endure the challenges we face.
*We ask to be healed in our grief-- and be blessed.
We turn to the light in the South, seeking a spirit of transformation.
May our ears hear the wisdom, grace and goodness of the ages.
*We ask to be healed in our grief-- and be blessed.
We touch the Earth, and thereby touch what binds us to one another. (Touch the ground.)
May we grow to care for our universe, humankind, and all living creatures.
*We ask to be healed in our grief-- and be blessed.
We reach to the Heavens, seeking a spirit of openness. (Raise your hands to the sky.)
May we be filled with a vision to live life fully with a compassion that embraces all.
*We ask to be healed in our grief-- and be blessed.
If you wish group involvement give them the refrain, “We remember him/her” raise your hand to indicate participation. This poem could also be printed in the program.
We Remember Him (We Remember Her) adapted from the Yizkor (pronounced yiz’ kor) Service
When we are weary and in need of strength,
When we are lost and sick at heart,
We remember him/her.
When we have a joy we crave to share
When we have decisions that are difficult to make
When we have achievements that are based on his/hers
We remember him/her.
At the blowing of the wind and in the chill of winter
At the opening of the buds and in the rebirth of spring,
We remember him/her.
At the blueness of the skies and in the warmth of summer
At the rustling of the leaves and in the beauty of autumn,
We remember him/her.
At the rising of the sun and at its setting,
We remember him/her.
As long as we live, he/she too will live
For he/she is now a part of us,
As we remember him/her.
This next reading can be used to remember, not only the person who has died but also a spouse, family members, or generation who died in past years.
We Remember Them
At the rising of the sun and at its going down, We remember them.
At the blowing of the wind and in the chill of Winter, We remember them.
At the opening of buds and in the rebirth of Spring, We remember them.
At the blueness of the skies and in the warmth of Summer, We remember them.
At the rustling of leaves and the beauty of Autumn, We remember them.
At the beginning of the year and when it ends, We remember them.
As long as we live, they too will live; for they are now a part of us, as, We remember them.
When we are weary and in need of strength, We remember them.
When we are lost and sick at heart, We remember them.
When we have joys we yearn to share, We remember them.
When we have decisions that are difficult to make, We remember them.
When we have achievements that are based on theirs, We remember them.
As long as we live, they too shall live, for they are a part of us, as
We remember them.
And, here is one more call and response.
We Let You Go by Ruth Burgess
[Name,] Into the freedom of wind and sunshine
We let you go.
Into the dance of the stars and the planets
We let you go.
Into the wind’s breath and the hands of the star maker
We let you go.
[Name] we love you, we miss you, we want you to be happy.
[Name] Go safely, go dancing, go running home.
Chapter 12
Services For and With Children
I have officiated at funerals and burials services where children are present, as well as where a child has died. Each was a unique circumstance that needed special care. One service involved a four-year-old whose mother had died. Another was a teenager who’d died in a car accident. I have not experienced officiating at a service of an infant or young child.
The book, The Invisible String by Patrice Karst (Author), Joanne Lew-Vriethoff (Illustrator) is a story about a mother and her two children. The boy and girl are frightened by a thunder storm. From that scenario the mother tells her two children that they're all connected by an invisible string. "That's impossible!" the children insist, but still they want to know more: "What kind of string?" The answer is the simple truth that binds us all: An Invisible String made of love. Even though you can't see it with your eyes, you can feel it deep in your heart, and know that you are always connected to the ones you love.
I have a copy of the book present and display it as I talk. I don’t read the book, but tell the story ;in shorty form and then read the above italicized page. I then present it to the parent(s). After this reading a ball of cotton yarn (biodegradable) was passed from person to person. As each person received the yarn they were invited to share a memory about the child. Each person may also be invited to simply share one word such as “love”, “funny”, “missed” that expresses a feeling or thought. At the end of the service the group collectively placed the yarn upon the tree that had been planted along with the buried cremains.
The Invisible String
We are connected,
This child and I, by
An invisible string
Not seen by the eye.
It’s not like the cord
That connects us ’til birth
This string can’t been seen
By any on earth.
This string does its work
Right from the start.
It binds us together
Attached to my heart.
I know that it’s there
Though no one can see
The invisible string
From my child to me.
The strength of this string
Is hard to describe.
It can’t be destroyed
It can’t be denied.
And though you are gone,
Though you’re not here with me,
The string is still there
But no one can see.
It pulls at my heart
I am bruised…I am sore,
But this string is my lifeline
As never before.
I’ll always be thankful
We’re connected this way
A parent or sibling and child
Death can’t take it away!
Chapter 13
Jewish Faith Rituals and Traditions
Let me say upfront that I am not a Jewish Rabbi. But there have been times when I’ve been enlisted to officaitye as funerals and burials of a Jewish person. The families I’ve dealt with carry romantic melancholy memories from their childhood or the individual who is to be buried espoused the Jewish faith but did not have any formal ties to a synagogue or Rabbi.
In these circumstances, when asked to officiate, I include rituals and prayers that are drawn from Judaism. Jewish funeral practices and traditions are designed so that mourners respect and honor their loved one and come to an acceptance of their death.
The service includes traditional prayers. It also includes rituals that offer mourners a sense of connection with the Jewish community. The main goal is to offer an assurance that they will not forget their loved one or their years together.
TO BE ADDED
Traditional Prayers
The modest and respectful burial service includes a recitation of traditional prayers that are commonly recited or sung at the service. They are central to Jewish funeral and memorial services.
“O Shepherd of Israel, Who dost neither slumber nor sleep, we are the people of Thy pasture and the sheep of Thy hand. Enfold us safely in Thy love. And if in our grief and loneliness and moments of desolation, we should stray from following Thee, O leave us not, faithful Shepherd, but draw us near unto Thee.” –From Meditation
The second pleas that the soul be granted proper rest.
Kel Maleh Rachamim (Prayer of Mercy)
“God, full of mercy, who dwells in the heights, provide a sure rest upon the Divine Presence's wings [...] Therefore, the Master of Mercy will protect him forever, from behind the hiding of his wings, and will tie his soul with the rope of life. The Everlasting is his heritage, and he shall rest peacefully upon his lying place, and let us say: Amen.”
—From Kel Maleh Rachamim
The Mourner’s Kaddish
The Mourner’s Kaddish acts as a grounding anchor for the mourner during his or her grieving process and is observed as a sacred custom amongst the Jewish people. The Kaddish prayer speaks not of death, but of the future and the hope for peace. It also speaks of the greatness of God becoming known. Not only will it be employed at the funeral service, but it is traditionally recited many times following the death with the final recitation at the one-year anniversary of the death, called the Yahrzeit.
“Magnified and sanctified be the great name of God throughout the world which He hath created according to His will. May He establish His kingdom during the days of your life and during the life of all the house of Israel, speedily, yea, soon; and say ye, Amen.”
Yizkor “Remembrance”
Yizkor, meaning “remembrance” in Hebrew, is prayed on Jewish holidays; Yom Kippur, Sukkot, Passover and Shavuot. It is a prayer of sincere reflection and commemoration. Those who pray it are to do charitable acts of kindness on behalf of the their loved one.
Two Rituals to Employ
Placing of the Tallith, Prayer Shawl.
TO BE ADDED
Rending (Tearing) of the Cloth
The most striking Jewish expression of grief is the rending of garments by the mourner prior to the funeral service.
The Hebrew texts hold references of tearing clothing following a death. When Jacob, father of Joseph saw his son’s coat of many colors covered in blood, he rent his garments. (Scripture) David tore his clothes when he learned of heard of King Saul’s death. (Scripture) And, Job, while grieving for all he had lost, stood up and rent his mantle.
The rending or tearing allows the mourner to show their grief in a tangible way. This ritual, done with bare hands, invites the grieving to emotionally express their loss and sadness. Here is a poem that encompasses this ritual. I’ve used a shortened version in burial ceremonies.
To employ this practice in a practical manor I cut strips of white cloth (sheeting) into 4 X 6 strips. To each piece I fastened a safety pin. These were placed in a basket to be distributed, one per person. At some point in the service I invite attendees to tear the swtch of fabric in half and then ask a person near them to pin it to their clothing.
Krieh – Tearing the Cloth by Harold M. Schulweis
Why rend the clothes?
So strange to a tradition
that admonishes
not to break or to destroy
It is for the sake of anger
against the unfairness of the world
anger against him or her, God or self?
Is tearing the cloth to give outer expression
to the tattered soul within?
Or is it a parallelism
the death of a person like the burning of a Sefer Torah
for which tearing the clothes is performed?
The burial of a human like the burial of a Torah
A human being is like a Sefer Torah
Studied, it has wisdom to impart
Lived, it has goodness to convey.
Rend the garments for the "Torah-mensch"
Each of us a letter in the Torah scroll
Together our lives are intertwined
Our common fate and faith
our common destiny
find us like the stitches of the parchment
when any of us is lost
The holy text is torn.
In memory we are mended.
Placing of Stones
In the closing scene of the movie Schindler’s List, survivors and their offspring ceremoniously place stones upon the grave of Oskar Schindler. In today’s traditional Jewish cemeteries you will see stones, small and large, piled without pattern on the grave like small fortresses.
Stones have special significance in Judaism. It is on an altar that one makes an offering to God. Abraham offers to sacrifice his son Isaac upon a stone altar. (Scripture) And, the most sacred of shrines of the Jewish faith is Jerusalem’s Western Wall made of stones.
The stones offer a sense of solidity. Stones represent the permanence of memory. I provide a pile of stones for the family to place upon or beside the burial plot at the end of the service as they bid farewell.
Some families inscribe the following motto upon the gravestone upon which the rocks are placed: “teheye nishmato tsrurah b’tsror ha- chayyim,” translated as, “May his soul be bound up in the bonds of eternal life.” It asks God to keep and watch over the departed’s soul. Admist the fragility of life, stones remind the grieving that there is permanence amidst the pain. While other things fade, stones and souls endure.
Basic Order of Service
Gathering and Welcome Placing of the Tallith, Prayer Shawl
Opening Petition
O Shepherd of Israel, Who dost neither slumber nor sleep, we are the people of Thy pasture and the sheep of Thy hand. Enfold us safely in Thy love. And if in our grief and loneliness and moments of desolation, we should stray from following Thee, O leave us not, faithful Shepherd, but draw us near unto Thee.” –From Meditation
Rending (Tearing) of the Cloth…
Procession through the Woods
Reflections on a Life Well Lived
Words of Love and Remembrance
NAME Laid to Rest —Jewish Burial Prayer, Prayer of Mercy from Kel Maleh Rachamim
God, full of mercy, who dwells in the heights, provide a sure rest upon the Divine Presence's wings [...] Therefore, the Master of Mercy will protect her forever, from behind the hiding of her wings, and will tie her soul with the rope of life. The Everlasting is her heritage, and she shall rest peacefully upon her lying place, and let us say: “Amen”.
Burial - Song of Rest
Blessing
Magnified and sanctified be the great name of God throughout the world which He hath created according to His will. May He establish His kingdom during the days of your life and during the life of all the house of Israel, speedily, yea, soon; and say ye, Amen.
—Jewish Prayer from The Mourner’s Kaddish
Music to Say Goodbye
You are invited to place a stone as you bid your farewell.
Chapter 14
Closing Words, Blessing and Benediction
The ending or closing of the service can be as straightforward and short as the introduction. You have already given any announcements during your welcome, so now you have allotted this time to be one of continuing reflection and intimacy.
How do you want to end the service, celebration or remembrance and send people off back into their everyday lives? Will you give a simple blessings, or combine a benediction with a final musical selection? Whatever you decide, here are some closing words, blessings and benedictions to send them on their way.
When I Think of Death by Maya Angelou
“As we close, let me read some words from Maya Angelou
When I think of death, and of late the idea has come with alarming frequency, I seem at peace with the idea that a day will dawn when I will no longer be among those living in this valley of strange humors.
I can accept the idea of my own demise, but I am unable to accept the death of anyone else. I find it impossible to let a friend or relative go into that country of no return. Disbelief becomes my close companion, and anger often follows in its wake. I answer the heroic question 'Death, where is thy sting?' with ' it is here in my heart and mind and memories.'”
A Celtic Blessing
God be in my head, and in my understanding;
God be in my eyes, and in my looking;
God be in my mouth, and in my speaking;
God be in my heart, and in my thinking;
God be at my end, and at my departing.
Amen.
Here are a few phrases to consider.
“And, so now we’ve come to a time to say goodbye, and to reflect in a simple way on [Name’s] life. So let’s spend these last few moments in silence, and you can recall [Name] in your own special way. And if you do have a religious belief, you may wish to use this time for your own private prayer.”
or
“[Name] had a good and varied life. In the short time we’ve had here today, we’ve barely scratched the surface. But, I hope that as you leave here you will do so with a real sense of having shared in a very special moment for a truly special person.”
or
“As we prepare to leave I would like to read a message of comfort and hope written in 1910 by Henry Scott Holland following the death of his friend and colleague, King Edward VII.
All Is Well
All is well.
Nothing is hurt; nothing is lost.
One brief moment and all will be as it was before.
How we shall laugh at the trouble of parting when we meet again!Death is nothing at all. It does not count. I have only slipped away into the next room. Nothing has happened. Everything remains exactly as it was. I am I, and you are you, and the old life that we lived so fondly together is untouched, unchanged. Whatever we were to each other, that we are still. Call me by the old familiar name. Speak of me in the easy way which you always used. Put no difference into your tone. Wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow. Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes that we enjoyed together. Play, smile, think of me, pray for me. Let my name be ever the household word that it always was. Let it be spoken without an effort, without the ghost of a shadow upon it. Life means all that it ever meant. It is the same as it ever was. There is absolute and unbroken continuity. What is this death but a negligible accident? Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight? I am but waiting for you, for an interval, somewhere very near, just round the corner. All is well. Nothing is hurt; nothing is lost. One brief moment and all will be as it was before. How we shall laugh at the trouble of parting when we meet again!
Peace
May the One of Peace send peace to all who mourn, and comfort all the grieving among us.
Ancient Celtic Blessing
Deep peace of the running waves to you.
Deep peace of the flowing air to you,
Deep peace of the smiling stars to you,
Deep peace of the quiet earth to you,
Deep peace of the watching shepherds to you,
Deep peace of the One of Peace to you.
We Let You Go --by Ruth Burgess, adapted
[NAME] -- into the freedom of wind and sunshine
We let you go.
Into the dance of the stars and the planets
We let you go.
Into the wind’s breath and the hands of the star maker
We let you go.
[NAME], we love you, we miss you, we thank you.
-- Go safely, go dancing, go flying home.
A Gaelic Farewell
May the road rise to meet you.
May the wind be always at your back.
May the sunshine warm upon your face
May the rain fall softly upon your fields until we meet again,
And may God hold you in the hollow of his hand.
A wonderful addition at the close is a very heartfelt symbol to say goodbye. This symbol can also be an event rarely seen such as a lantern or butterfly release at the end of a memorial service. My main request is, that in whatever is chose, please only use biodegradable products.
You can also employ a physical “takeaway”. It can be something as simple as a ribbon to wear in memory, one of those rubber imprinted bands, or a packet of seeds. There is also a Middle Eastern practice of a torn piece of cloth pinned upon the lapel symbolizing the rending of garments representing one’s hurting heart.
Chapter 15
Simple Endings at the Burial Site
There are times when simple words at the graveside are expedient. Or, this service can be used following a lengthier service at another site. I used this during the pandemic when it was unsafe to gather indoors and the family could not travel in. It was was left to neighbors to gather at the gravesite to bury their friend.
THANKSGIVING, COMMENDATION AND COMMITTAL
Upon arriving at the burial site flowers may be handed to each attendee. The officiant then leads the group to the burial site. On this particular cold day snow covered the ground, so keeping the service short was best.
Thanksgiving
May this be a time of gratitude for the strength, courage and confidence that is ours.
We give thanks for FULL NAME.
the years we shared with NAME,
the good we saw in NAME,
the love we received from NAME.
Now give us strength and courage
to leave confident in the promise
That love is eternal. Amen.
Invite those attending to participate.
Commendation
We Let You Go - -by Ruth Burgess
NAME… Into the freedom of wind and sunshine
We let you go.
Into the dance of the stars and the planets
We let you go.
Into the wind’s breath and the hands of the star maker
We let you go.
NAME we love you, we miss you, we want you to be happy.
NAME— Go safely, go dancing, go running home.
The Officiant may rest their hand upon the vessel or stretch their hand outward as a gesture of blessing.
Committal
Into this good earth we commend FULL NAME
We give thanks for the blessings
which have been bestowed upon NAME in this life
for they are signs to us of goodness
and of our bond to one another.
May NAME and those (you) who remain
comfort one another with assurances of the Springtime to come. Amen.
Chapter 16
Music
It's never easy saying farewell and music holds great healing powers and can bring a sense of peace. Goodbyes often get caught in your throat.
Employing music at the beginning, middle or conclusion of the service as people leave may help with the discomfort of transition to the good-byes as everyone moves back into daily life. The right song, from upbeat anthems to slow and gentle see-ya-laters, can help move feet toward the door. Those in attendance know it's time to go but need a little help. It may be easier to let someone sing or play a musical selection.
Here is what you might say to introduce this last piece.
“Before we take our leave, and to help send us on our way, listen to a final song that was a particular favorite of [Name's] and held special significance for him/her.”
“As we leave here today in order to help send us on our way I'm going to read a short poem called [Poem title] after which there will be music by [Composer or Artist].”
“When you leave here shortly I hope you do so with a real sense of having shared in something special for a very special person. But for our final moment please remain seated as we reflect in a simple private way on [Name's] life.”
What song would you want played at your send off? Perhaps the most touching song choices are those made by the deceased in their lifetime -- songs they hoped would reassure and comfort the loved ones they left behind.
In choosing a final song you want one that means something to you or says something about you. It can be a hard decision for oneself. And, finding the best tunes for a loved ones’ farewell can be even more challenging. But, you’ll know when you’ve found the perfect funeral song because it will touch you and instantly remind you of them.
A song at a funeral is a lovely way to pay tribute to a dearly loved one. Music is an important element of a funeral ceremony because it imprints itself on our hearts. It helps us to process feelings that are too difficult to put into words. For people of faith, these feelings are often best expressed in hymns.
More traditional music is also popular for a reason. You don’t have to be a classical music fan to be moved by the beauty and powerful emotions of funeral requiems.
And, there’s no rule that says happy songs aren’t appropriate. Choosing the right song can be a great way to make everyone smile and have the last laugh (literally). My favorite aunt’s final song played at a sit down dinner held in her memory was “Sweet Caroline”. Now anytime I hear it drunkenly sung at a football game or on the radio—wherever I’m at, sweet memories of her automatically spring to mind. The best songs for a friend are those that help you reminisce on the good times and reflect your special bond.
Times have changed and it’s now more acceptable to have a mix that include hymns as well as appropriate popular selections. Where once it was a traditional hymn like Abide With Me that sent the funeral congregation reaching for their handkerchiefs, today it’s more likely to be a modern song like Led Zeppelin’s Stairway to Heaven. This change reflects how some are opting for a celebration of life.
The previous chapter, “Music for Gathering”, listed a number of songs and musical selections that would also be appropriate to end the service. But, just in case none of these fit your sense of the service, and to give you some inspiration, here is a selection of popular funeral songs as well as some more unusual choices. Some I only note the lyricist. For others I share my preference of artist. Numerous orchestras, bands and singers have performed each of these selections. Choose your favorite, trust your intuition, and go with it.
You may also choose to use music within the service itself as an interlude that invited the family and friends to take a pause in the service. At one burial service where I presided, a grandson brought his guitar and sang for his grandmother. This musical interlude gave a much-needed respite to the mourners and prepared them for the final act.
Selections with notes to proceed it:
Once a song has been selected and inserted into the service I like to use it as a bridge to move from one part of the service to the next. Here is some examples:
"Keep Me in Your Heart," as performed by Aubergine.
“Musician Warren Zevon wrote Keep Me in Your Heart as his final farewell. He said, "I don’t think anybody knows quite what to do when they get the diagnosis. I picked up the guitar and found myself writing this kind of farewell. Instantly I realized I’d found what to do with myself. On reflection it might be a little bit of a ‘woe is me’ song, but it made me realize what I was going to do with the rest of the time. It may be the last song on (this my final) album, but it was the first song I wrote."
NOTE: Here is “Keep Me In Your Heart” on youtube performed by Warren Zevon and Jorge Calderon
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RMTKb-pgxGI [youtube.com]
"Crossing the Bar," Alfred Lord Tennyson as performed by Aubergine.
Alfred, Lord Tennyson, appointed in 1850 by Queen Victoria to serve as England’s Poet Laureate, wrote Crossing the Bar three years before he died. The poem describes his placid and accepting attitude toward death. Although he wrote subsequent poems, he requested that Crossing the Bar appear as the final poem in all collections of his work. And so it is. (I suggest reading the poem before the musical rendition.)
NOTE: You can hear this song on youtube performed by Salamander Crossing
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ELp0YvtBUUE [youtube.com]
"Gone, Gonna Rise Again," as performed by Aubergine.
Our closing song is one of grief and loss and the cycle of life. A grandfather plants a tree knowing he will not live to pick the apples. He knows that his task here on earth, leaving this gift and legacy to his children and grandchildren. As with the cycle of life, our loved ones are :”Gone, Gonna Rise Again.”
**You are invited to lift your candle upon the words: “Gone, Gonna Rise Again!”
You can also hear this song again on youtube: performed by Si Kahn
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1c272YnUaQg [youtube.com]
Most Popular
Amazing Grace - John Newton – Recording by Aretha Franklin
Danny Boy - Frederick Weatherly – Recording by Roger Whittaker
What a Wonderful World - Bob Thiele, George David Weiss – Recorded by Louis Armstrong
Unforgettable - Irving Gordon – Recorded by Nat King Cole
Selections that are more recent are also appropriate as well as recent musical artists’ interpretation of traditional songs.
I Will Remember You - Sarah McLachlan – Recording by Sarah McLachlan
The Prayer - David Foster, Carole Bayer Sager, Alberto Testa, Tony Renis – Recorded by Celine Dion and Andrea Bocelli
Wind Beneath My Wings - Jeff Silbar, Larry Henley – Recorded by Bette Midler
Somewhere Over the Rainbow - Yip Harburg – Recorded by Judy Garland
Someone to Watch Over Me - Ira and George Gershwin – Recorded by Willie Nelson
Traditional Music for Inspiration
Ave Maria – Schubert
Nessum Dorma (No One Sleeps) – Puccini
Canon in D – Johann Pachelbel
Air on a G String - Bach
Con te partiro (Time to Say Goodbye) by Francesco Sartori – sung by Andrea Bocelli and Sarah Brightman
Hymns
It Is Well With My Soul – Horatio Gates Spafford
Be Thou My Vision – attributed to St. Dallan Forgaill
The Lord’s My Shepherd
Amazing Grace
In the Sweet By and By – Sanford Fillmore Bennett
Melancholy Songs
Halleluiah – Leonard Cohen orJeff Buckley
Song for a Winter’s Night – Gordon Lightfoot or Sarah McLachlan
I Will Remember You – Sarah McLachlan
The Rose – Bette Midler
And So It Goes - Jennifer Warner
Songs to Make You Smile
Always Look on the Bright Side of Life – Monty Python’s Life of Brian
Morning Has Broken – Eleanor Farjeon
Don’t Worry. Be Happy – Bobby McFerrin
I’ll Fly Away – Albert E. Brumley
You Are the Sunshine of My Life – Stevie Wonder
When the Saints Go Marching In – Louis Armstrong
Music for Mom
Like a River - Carly Simon
You Raise Me Up - Josh Groban
Mama - Il Divo
One Sweet Day – Mariah Carey & Boyz II Men
I Will Always Love You – Dolly Parton or Whitney Houston
Music for Dad
Butterfly Fly Away – Miley Cyrus
Dance With My Father – Luther Vandross
Thank You for Being My Dad - Jon Barker
In the Living Years - Mike & the Mechanics
Hero – Mariah Carey
Music for a Friend
Lean on Me – Bill Withers
Stand By Me – Ben E. King
Smile – Nat King Cole
You’ll Never Walk Alone – Oscar Hammerstein ll
I’ll Be There For You (Friends theme song) –
That’s What Friends Are For – Burt Bacharach and Carole Bayer Sager
Music for a Brother
End of the Rainbow — Barry Gibb written upon the death of his brother.
The Parting Glass -- Shaun Davey, Songwriter
Music for a Sister
Wind Beneath My Wings - Jeff Silbar, Larry Henley – Recorded by Bette Midler
Because You Loved Me - Celine Dion
I’ll Stand By You - The Pretenders
I’ll Take Care of You - The Chicks
There You’ll Be - Faith Hill
I Got You - Leona Lewis
Kind and Generous - Natalie Merchant
Music of Hope
Weather the Storm – Benjamin Scheuer
One Little Candle - Joseph Maloy Roach
You Raise Me Up - Josh Groban
I Dreamed a Dream – Susan Boyle
Somewhere Over the Rainbow/What a Wonderful World - Braddah IZ
Music of Comfort
We’ll Meet Again - Vera Lynn
I’ll See You Again – Westlife
You Are Not Alone – Michael Jackson
Tears in Heaven – Eric Clapton
Right Here Waiting – Richard Marx
Funny Songs
Spirit in The Sky – Gareth Gates
I’ll Sleep When I’m Dead – Bon Jovi
Another One Bites the Dust – Queen
I’m Gonna Live Forever – Fame, the musical
And When I Die – Blood, Sweat and Tears
I Will Survive - Gloira Gaynor
Stayin’ Alive - The Bee Gees
Messages from the Grave
Forever Young – Joan Baez
The Prayer - Andre Boccelli and Celine Dion
My Wish For You – Rascal Flatts
Don’t You Forget About Me – Simple Minds
Thank You for Loving Me – Bon Jovi
I Hope You Dance – Lee Ann Womack
Chapter 17. End-Of-Life Rituals: At the Time of Death
This is a brief ritual/service that can be used with the family at the time of death. At the request of our hospice nurses, I created packets using a gallon plastic baggie. It included four copies of the service, a candle – either battery operated that can be switched on, or a safe cylinder candle with lighter. It is preferred that the ritual be facilitated by the nurse or staff person. The packet can also be left with the family for use on their own. Either way, the candle and copies of the service can be left as a memento.
A Time to Say Goodbye
Ceremony of Farewell
Opening Thought
I know that today is a sad day. This is a moment for reflection, and it will be remembered for many reasons. Mainly, I hope you will remember it as a day you shared together to care for your loved one. And, I hope at the end of this farewell ceremony for [Name] you will feel glad that you took the opportunity to pause with others who have known and loved him/her.
A Moment of Silence and Lighting of Candle
As we light this candle, let’s pause in silence for a few moments and picture [Name] in your minds and remember the special person [Name] was in your lives. Or, you may wish to use this time for your own private prayers.” (Pause)
A Time for Remembering
I invite you to take a moment right now, close your eyes, and picture [Name]. (Pause)
Think about [Name] and the relationship you had with her/him. (Pause)
What is one of your earliest or most special memories? (Pause)
What things did you do together? (Pause)
What will you miss about [Name] the most? (Pause)
When you are ready, open your eyes and return to the room and we’ll continue. (Pause)
Closing Reading Our Memories Build a Special Bridge by Emily Mathews
Our memories build a special bridge
When loved ones have to part
To help us feel we’re with them still
And soothe a grieving heart
They span the years and warm our lives
Preserving ties that bind
Our memories build a special bridge
And bring us peace of mind.
A Final Word of Thanks
May this be a time of peace and gratitude for the strength, courage and confidence that is yours. You are invited to join me in these final words of gratitude. (Or, repeat after each line after me.)
We give thanks for [Name],
the years we shared with [Name],
the good we saw in [Name],
the love we received from [Name].
Now give us strength and courage
to leave confident in the promise
That love is eternal. Amen.
Chapter 18. Community-Wide Services of Grief and Healing
The Proposal to Community Leaders
COVID Remembrance Service
Memorial Day, May 31, 2021
Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
We humbly propose an event of unity and remembrance in honor of those we’ve lost due to COVID-19.
Pittsburgh and our region wishes to reverently pause to remember the many thousands of people who have died from the coronavirus since the winter of 2020. This virus, more than taking the lives of too many of our citizens, as well as people around the globe, makes us aware that we are all united in the sorrow that we recognize today. We wish to express our sorrow for those who have died, and the loved ones they left behind. We do so not as strangers, but as neighbors who share in their grief and sorrow.
Hearts were broken to say goodbye without the comfort of their family or a funeral. We hope that this day will be a small expression of our desire to strengthen those who have endured, and show our gratitude for those who cared, and continue to care, for the victims of this virus and their loved ones.
We, the people of Pittsburgh and Allegheny County, are a single people facing a common threat. Yet we are united in spirit, an abiding hope, and belief that we are emerging from this ordeal with a new wisdom; to imagine new possibilities, and to open our hearts wider.
To remember is to heal. This can be hard. But it is important that we do this as a city and region. That’s why we will gather and remember all we have lost.
When the Pandemic is Over
When COVID-19 is over. What a wonderful thought. Now, in the middle of this pandemic with over a half-a-million United State citizens dead, its end is difficult to imagine. Yes, even when that day comes, our lives will never be the same because we all will have experienced the pandemic. Society, communities, each us will never be restored to the way we were before the devastating virus. Even now it touches all of our lives; we are each forever changed.
Who is Affected?
This global health crisis has spread to every continent, country and community. The scale of this disaster continues to require massive response by individuals, governments, businesses, faith communities and institutions.
The staggering scale of the pandemic sometimes causes us to forget that every person affected is a unique individual. Even after the initial illness has passed many face terrible debilitating complications that continue to drain their lives. The persons affected by the pandemic are not somewhere out there other than us. They walking the grocery isles beside us, at our places of work, and in our extended families. Too often persons struggle , facing each day alone, without a circle of caring support.
These following pages encourage family, friends and caregivers , and communities to walk hand in hand with others. participating in a service of remembrance enables us to identify with those in pain during this very difficult experience. Our hope is that this resource will offer support and sustaining nurture that will bring consolation and hope.
My own family knows the pain and heartache of this terrible disease. I and they know personally the need for resources of support to help face another day.
They are: Persons living with the aftereffects of COVID.
Friends and family, including children.
Healing and healthcare professionals.
Those who minister or legislate.
Those who live in fear and wish it ill go away.
Persons who grieve.
The “they” is all of us.
Some of us wonder how much closer the impact of COVID will come. How many more will be lost before the crisis is over? Even those few who never experience personal tragedy need to be prepared for the impact it is having, and will continue to have on our schools, churches, neighborhood and local community. No part of our society is immune from the disease.
(This chapter is in the process of being written and edited. Stay tuned.).
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PART 2
For most of our life we have everything scripted; weddings, dance routines - everything except funerals or memorial services. My words of wisdom in planning a memorial service is to ask yourself, 'how does everything fit together to tell the story of your loved one?'
End-of-life services are a very important element in life’s journey. The gift families and friends give each other by coming together, unified in love, trust, and compassion is priceless.
In my many years of officiating, I have facilitated dozens of services for families who are grieving the loss of an parent, grandparent, or child. Some have experienced a sudden unexpected death while others are feeling relieved after watching a sick person suffer from illness.
While the death of a loved one is difficult, it can be even more overwhelming when the circumstances of the death trigger feelings of despair, confusion, anger, or shame. Survivor of an especially painful loss, need to be met in an atmosphere of acceptance, patience and compassion. Talk honestly together about how you would like to see the ceremony bring meaning and dignity to a life that has been lost in an especially tragic way.
Whether you are an introspective person, spiritual person, religious person or none of the above, the loss of a loved one creates a deep need for a way to bring a sense of fulfillment in the empty spaces. A service or ceremony helps people to come together. The support that people can give you is enormous. It creates deepening bonds among family and friends. Old friends “come out of the woodwork” and everyone learns something new about the deceased. It can be a profoundly enriching experience for everyone, often to great surprise.
Some were facilitated in our local “green cemetery”. Still others in this collection were officiated at community graveyards, church sanctuaries, funeral homes and parlors, and living rooms. Some of the dead were coffin-buried, one was shrouded, and there were a number of cremains buried or scattered. A service for a teenager was a tree-mation.
Except for those of my own family, I have eliminated last names, in each of the services, remembrances and ceremonies printed here.
And before each printed program I’ve written a description of the setting, a bit about the famiy’s desires and , of course, the rituals and rubrics that are woven throughout.
Service # 1
Phipps Conservatory Remembrance Service
Setting
Jo Ellen’s remembrance service was held in one of the beautiful and fragrant garden rooms of the Phipps Conservatory in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. The Broderie “embroidery of earth”, Room, was the perfect setting for JoEllen, a professional horticulturist and landscaper. Modeled after the formal gardens of French chateaux during the reign of Louis XIV, this elegant space is filled with seasonal flowers among pathways edged in boxwood.
Approximately twenty people arrived from the conservatory, walked through the glass doors, past the ancient wishing well and through the iron gates. With music flowing in the background, each descended the stairs into the lush garden room where chairs have been set up awaiting their arrival.
Story
I sat with JoEllen’s two daughters as they shared their story. Their 54 year-old single mother arrived early at the wooded worksite to survey her crew’s task of the day; falling a dying tree. The workers found her collapsed. They tried to revive her with no success.
Still trying to make sense of the death of an healthy active woman, the daughters’ shock and dismay was palpable. Suddenly the task of preparing a funeral, an unexpected farewell, was theirs.
With the reserved garden room at the conservatory, they now wished to hold a service with their family and friends to commemorate their mother’s life and legacy. The service would be in keeping with JoEllen’s love of the outdoors. Three perennial herbs, quart sized plants, were placed on a small table in the middle of the garden along with the wooden box of JoEllen’s cremains.
Preparations
As part of their preparations, the daughters visited a local nursery to find herbs. Each herb would help to tell the story of their mother’s life.
Rosemary was chosen to symbolize their mother’s love and loyalty. Out of all the herbs grown in my summer garden, rosemary is my personal favorite. It may not look like much but I love the bristled foliage and long lasting fragrance. JoEllen’s daughters were able to find a plant that had blooming purple flowers, adding to the beauty of the room. Although we attached love and loyalty as the symbolic meaning of the plant, love, lust, memory, mourning and remembrance can also be argued as strong themes attached to the plant depending on the country or religion.
Thyme was the second herb chosen. It derives its name from the Greek "Thymus," meaning courage. Out of the list of possibilities they also decided to assign the attribute of strength. Thyme is considered an herb of purification and protection. It symbolizes activity, happiness, energy and affection.
Lavender was their third choice. This popular herb is symbolic of calm and serenity. Other meanings include purity, silence, devotion, grace, and calmness.
Rituals and Symbolic Actions
One at a time, I raised each pot up -- rosemary, thyme and lavender— stated it’s name and information about its symbolic meaning. This created the way for me as the officiant to tell JoEllen’s friends and family about her. I then placed the plant back upon the table.
Each daughter also turned and shared a personal story about their relationship with their mother. Others were also invited to share at the designated time in the service.
Poems
The two poems were chosen and read, one by each daughter.
Reflective Prayer and Music
The reflective time ended with the Prayer of St. Francis, a saint known for his love of animals and all things nature. They chose a closing song befitting the moment, What a Wonderful World. This music, and the selected music that followed, transitioned the gathered to talk among themselves and to then move up to the upper level to share a light luncheon in the entrance to the main garden. A number of couples and individuals took this time to walk the extra path to where the cremains and herbs sat on the table to say a final goodbye.
Eulogy
Here is the eulogy I gave under “Shared Remembrances of JoEllen” after which both daughters and a number of others shared personal memories.
Rosemary – love and loyalty
Both Lori and Leslie emailed me letters that held glimpses of their mothers; JoEllen’s life, her passions and their relationship with her. First and foremost, JoEllen was your mom. She grew up in a humble town, met her future husband at the age of 12 and had a baby at 18. Worked to support her girls until they were grown, through college or in the military, and on their own. She knew her priorities, including her children and her granddaughter, Samantha. Attending every one of your daughter’s games, even in the cold and rain, showed her faithfulness.
Thyme – energy, courage, and strength
JoEllen, was (and is) a very real woman of her time, who changed with the times and circumstances of her life. With her family grown she bravely struck out to pursue her own interest in horticulture, obtaining her college degree… and later literally giving her life to it. She had a strong work ethic that she passed onto both of you-- Leslie and Lori. JoEllen was a hard worker who brought her artistry to everything she undertook, be it cooking, planting, flower arranging, or organizing an affair.
Lavender – calm, serenity… and silence
The pets in our lives calm us. She loved animals, which included Buddy and three crazy cats. Like most women, she became more compassionate toward others (what some label “liberal”) as she grew in her own understanding of her country and the world, questioning (but trying to keep her sense of humor along with late night humorists) the present U.S. administration… whom Whoopie calls “The New Guy”.
JoEllen was spiritual, quiet, introverted… with a wry sense of humor. She was down to earth. To her friends she was an even-tempered confidant whom they looked to for sound insight and mentoring. JoEllen showed her support thorough listening with a calm ear.
The Printed Remembrance Service
Remembrance Service
for
NAME
Phipps Conservatory, Pittsburgh
11:00am, Monday, May 22, 2017
Music Imagine by John Lennon
Reading Remember Me
To the living, I am gone.
To the sorrowful, I will never return.
To the angry, I was cheated.
But to the happy, I am at peace,
And to the faithful, I have never left.
I cannot be seen, but I can be heard.
So as you stand upon a shore, gazing at a beautiful sea — remember me.
As you look in awe at a mighty forest and its grand majesty — remember me.
As you look upon a flower and admire its simplicity — remember me.
Remember me in your heart, your thoughts, your memories of
the times we loved, the times we cried, the times we fought, the times we laughed.
For if you always think of me,
I will never be gone.
Shared Remembrances of JoEllen
Rosemary – love and loyalty
Thyme – energy, courage, and strength
Lavender – calm, and serenity… and silence
Reading Death Is Nothing at All --Canon Henry Scott-Holland
Death is nothing at all…
I have only slipped away into the next room
I am I and you are you
Whatever we were to each other
That we are still
Call me by my old familiar name
Speak to me in the easy way you always used
Put no difference into your tone
Wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow
Laugh as we always laughed
At the little jokes we always enjoyed together
Play, smile, think of me, pray for me
Let my name be ever the household word that it always was
Let it be spoken without effort
Without the ghost of a shadow in it
Life means all that it ever meant
It is the same as it ever was
There is absolute unbroken continuity
What is death but a negligible accident?
Why should I be out of mind
Because I am out of sight?
I am waiting for you for an interval
Somewhere very near
Just around the corner
All is well.
Nothing is past; nothing is lost
One brief moment and all will be as it was before
How we shall laugh at the trouble of parting when we meet again!
Prayer of St. Francis of Assis
Make me an instrument of your peace:
where there is hatred, let me sow love;
where there is injury, pardon;
where there is doubt, faith;
where there is despair, hope;
where there is darkness, light;
where there is sadness, joy.
O divine Creator, grant that I may not so much seek
to be consoled as to console,
to be understood as to understand,
to be loved as to love.
For it is in giving that we receive,
it is in pardoning that we are pardoned,
and it is in dying that we are born to eternal life.
Closing Music for Reflection on Our Lives Forward
What a Wonderful World --by Louis Armstrong
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Native American Blessing Ceremony
Setting
Aimee’s service was held outdoors in the woods at the Penn Forest Natural Burial Park outside of Pittsburgh. A large gathering of friends and family gathered at the edge of the meadow and then together processed across the field to the song, Silver and Gold. They met Aimee, now held in a simple wooden box, as she was carried to its final resting place. Once the group had encircled the forested burial site a reading and music followed.
Preparations
The center piece of this service was the Litany of Six Directions. Inspired by a traditional Native American blessing it invites all those gathered to turn and face the east, then the west, the north and the south. As the facilitator raises her hands to “look to the heavens” the gathering follows suit. Finally, kneeling down, the officiant places her hands upon the ground and those who were able did likewise.
Aimee’s spouse chose to use a lot of music-- and not your typical funeral selections; Neil Young and Led Zeppelin. This slowed the service, creating time and space for reflection and hand holding between couples. The Time of Sharing was begun by Aimee’s husband and a family friend and then opened to the remaining attendees.
Celtic verse was used as the Parting Blessing. A further selection of music was played as the gathering stayed for an extended time to talk and share among themselves.
[TO BE INSERTED]
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Intellectually Disabled Adult Child
Setting
Michael was buried in a sunny spot on the edge of the meadow. It was cold, so the family gathered in the farmhouse to begin. A basket of smooth 2-3 inch stones and permanent markers were passed around with the invitation to write a word or phrase that spoke to their relationship with Michael. We then processed across the snowy meadow to the burial spot where Michael’s shrouded body lay.
Story
Michael had been a special needs child and then adult who lived in a group home near his family. Therefore, the family chose the theme of “Home” and that, in this final death and burial, Michael was “coming home”. Some, but not all, of the printed program readings were read.
At the end of the service Michael was gently lowered into the grave by his family. The poem Hope Rock was shared and the family was invited to move to the grave and share the word they had inscribed on the stone, and then gently place it down into the grave. Some shared a story or memory. Michael’s father held two rocks. The first held a word that described the difficult days they had shared with this beloved, but complex, child. Then his father pulled a second stone from his pocket that simply read “love”. To close this ritual I shared the word on my stone, “Home”, and read the final short readings by Snarly Sally, Emily Dickinson and from The Wizard of Oz.
There were a lot of hugs and tears as this unconventional service ended and the family walked arm-in-arm back to their vehicles.
The Printed Service
Michael: A Home Song
[To Be Inserted]
An Irish Dog Lover
Setting
The committal service began at the edge of the burial park where the family and friends had gathered. There I read the printed Tribute to a Best Friend knowing Barbara would have loved the thought that she was joining her beloved animals as they now “meet above”.
We next processed to the burial spot. I set the tone suggesting that we “take a quiet prayerful walk in the Spirit of faith”. This allowed Barbara’s family and friends to be in an easy silence with each other as they walked together and prepared themselves for the service to come.
Once arrived, the group encircled the already open burial plot. I read the ancient creation story from the book of Genesis. The complete story is long so I condensed the text to keep the service flowing.
Story
If there is any tradition that is common among Irish families it would be that of a burial of a loved one. Although it is a sad occasion spiritual beliefs help them to get through a mournful time.
Barbara found great joy in caring for her pet dogs and volunteering at the animal rescue shelter. There was discussion by the family about having her dog accompany them to the burial, but in the end they decided it was too much for them, and perhaps the already grieving pet. In his absence I brought along my little Australian Terrier to honor Barbara. Calvin always well behaved, remained close at my side. The family agreed; it was a sweet addition.
Preparations
Because the Creation Story as read from the book of Genesis would have been too long and tirersome, I condensed the story, still using the origial wording. Here it is:
In the beginning when God created the heavens and the earth, the earth was a formless void and darkness covered the face of the deep, while a wind from God swept over the face of the waters. Then God said, “Let there be light”; and there was light. And God saw that the light was good.
And God said, “Let there be a dome in the midst of the waters, God called the dome Sky. And God said, “Let the waters under the sky be gathered together into one place, and let the dry land appear.” And it was so. God called the dry land Earth, and the waters that were gathered together he called Seas. And God saw that it was good.
Then God said, “Let the earth put forth vegetation: plants yielding seed, and fruit trees of every kind. And it was so. And God said, “Let there be lights in the dome of the sky to separate the day from the night; to give light upon the earth.” —the greater light to rule the day and the lesser light to rule the night—and the stars. And God saw that it was good. And God said, “Let the waters bring forth swarms of living creatures, and let birds fly above the earth across the dome of the sky.” And God saw that it was good. And God said, “Let the earth bring forth living creatures of every kind: cattle and creeping things and wild animals of the earth of every kind.” And it was so. God saw everything that he had made, and indeed, it was very good.”
After such a reading it was only fitting to address our prayers and supplications to “The Creator”.
A natural transition came as the front and back program was turned and “As we lay to rest the body of Barbara…” was read. To set the example, I placed a branch into the opening atop the now lowered pine casket. The family followed suit placing the branches and flowers they had held to this point. I then sprinkled the pine casket with “holy water” and incensed it with dried sage, as is in keeping with catholic historical tradition.
Holy Water
If you do not have any “holy water”, water that has been blessed within a community of faith, here’s the “recipe” I’ve used taken directly from the Roman Missal. I did so alone preceding the service.
On the basis of age-old custom, water is one of the signs that the Church often uses in blessing the faithful. Holy water reminds the faithful of Christ, who is given to us as the supreme divine blessing, who called himself the living water, and who in water established baptism for our sake as the sacramental sign of the blessing that brings salvation.
The blessing and sprinkling of holy water usually takes place on Sunday, in keeping with the rite given in the Roman Missal. But when the blessing of water takes place outside Mass, the rite given here may be used by a priest or deacon. While maintaining the structure and chief elements of the rite, the celebrant should adopt the celebration to the circumstances of the place and the people involved.
Order for the Blessing of Holy Water Outside Mass
ORDER of BLESSING
The celebrant begins with these words:
In the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit.
All make the sign of the cross and reply: Amen.
The celebrant greets those present in the following or other suitable words, taken mainly from Scripture.
May God, who through water and the Holy Spirit has given us a new birth in Christ, be with you all.
All make the following reply: And with your spirit.
As circumstances suggest, the celebrant may prepare those present for the blessing in the following or similar words:
The blessing of this water reminds us of Christ, the living water, and of the sacrament of baptism, in which we were born of water and the Holy Spirit. Whenever, therefore, we are sprinkled with this holy water or use it in blessing ourselves on entering the church or at home, we thank God for his priceless gift to us and we ask for his help to keep us faithful to the sacrament we have received in faith.
READING of the WORD of GOD
A reader, another person present, or the celebrant reads a short text of Sacred Scripture.
Brothers and sisters, listen to the words of the holy gospel according to John, John 7:37-39.
On the last and greatest day of the feast, Jesus stood up and exclaimed, “Let anyone who thirsts come to me and drink. Whoever believes in me, as scripture says: ‘Rivers of living water will flow from within him.’” He said this in reference to the Spirit that those who came to believe in him were to receive. There was, of course, no Spirit yet, because Jesus had not yet been glorified.
PRAYER of BLESSING
After the reading, the celebrant says: Let us pray.
All pray briefly in silence, then with hands outstretched, the celebrant says the prayer of blessing.
Blessed are you, Lord, all-powerful God, who in Christ, the living water of salvation, blessed and transformed us. Grant that, when we are sprinkled with this water or make use of it, we will be refreshed inwardly by the power of the Holy Spirit and continue to walk in the new life we received at baptism. We ask this through Christ our Lord. Amen.
After the prayer of blessing, the celebrant sprinkles those present with holy water, as a suitable song is sung; as circumstances suggest, he may first say the following words.
Let this water call to mind our baptism into Christ, who has redeemed us by his death and resurrection. Amen.
The Printed Remembrance Service
FULL NAME
Penn Forest Natural Burial Park
Committal Service, Wednesday, November 9, 2016
NAME found great joy in taking care of animals, caring for her dogs, and volunteering at Animal Rescue League. To NAME and the animals she loved, we dedicate this time and space.
Tribute to a Best Friend
Sunlight streams through window pane
unto a spot on the floor....
then I remember,
it's where you used to lie,
but now you are no more.
Our feet walk down a hall of carpet,
and muted echoes sound....
then I remember,
It's where your paws would joyously abound.
A voice is heard along the road,
and up beyond the hill,
then I remember it can't be yours....
your golden voice is still.
But I'll take that vacant spot of floor
and empty muted hall
and lay them with the absent voice
and unused dish along the wall.
I'll wrap these treasured memories
in a blanket of my love and keep them for my best friend
until we meet above. --Author Unknown
PROCESSIONAL TO THE BURIAL SITE
We gather here to commend NAME to her Creator and to commit her body to the earth. In the Spirit of faith, as we walk to her resting place, let us be prayerful as we give thanks for Barbara’s life.
SCRIPTURE VERSE: Verses from Genesis, Chapter 1: The Creation Story
PRAYER OF BLESSING OVER THE PLACE OF COMMITTAL
O Creator of the ground we now stand upon,
by whose mercy the faithful departed find rest,
bless this grave, and send holy angel (and the animals of the forest) to watch over it.
R. Amen.
As we lay to rest here the body of NAME, and as we make ready her resting place,
look with favor on those who mourn, especially her husband NAME, and her two nieces
and comfort them in their loss. R. Amen.
INVITATION TO PRAYER The burial site is sprinkled with holy water and incensed.
You have prayed together for NAME and now you come to the last farewell. There is sadness in parting, but you take comfort in the hope that love is eternal. May your farewell express your affection for her; may it ease your sadness and strengthen your hope. SILENCE All pray in silence and place the white roses at the grave.
PRAYER OF ST. FRANCIS, 12th Century, Patron Saint of Animals
Make me an instrument of thy peace
Where there is hatred, let me sow love;
Where there is injury, pardon;
Where there is discord, harmony;
Where there is error, truth;
Where there is doubt, faith;
Where there is despair, hope;
Where there is darkness, light;
And where there is sadness, joy.
O Divine Creator,
Grant that I may not so much seek
To be consoled as to console;
To be understood as to understand;
To be loved as to love.
For it is in giving that we receive;
It is in pardoning that we are pardoned;
And it is in dying that we are born to eternal life.
PRAYER OF COMMENDATION AND COMMITTAL
Into your hands we commend FULL NAME
We give thanks for the blessings
which have been bestowed upon NAME in this life
for they are signs to us of goodness
and of our bond to one another.
May NAME and those who remain
comfort one another with assurances of the Springtime to come. R. Amen.
In the name of the Father, and the Son, + and the Holy Spirit. R. Amen.
We go in the peace. R. Thanks be to God.
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Service # 5
A Simple Christian Burial
For the family who have a church background, this service fits. You’ll see that it is very much in keeping with the basic movements found in many Protestant books of worship. The only deviation is the song chosen by the family, a recording of Frank Sinatra’s “I Did It My Way”. But, what the song did was lend a light heartedness to an otherwise religiously staid service, enabling Jim’s family and friends to smile and share some funny and endearing stories.
The opening and closing prayers, the The 23rd Psalm and the Lord’s Prayer are, of course, included. The gathering was invited to recite these together, creating a tighter sense of community. The commendation and benediction come straight from a protestant prayer book.
NAME
July 30, 1943 - November 7, 2015
GATHERING AND PROCESSION
Friends, we have gathered here to witness to our faith as we remember NAME. We come together in grief, sharing our loss. May God grant you grace, that in pain you find comfort, in sorrow — hope, and in death — life.
PRAYER The Lord be with you.
And also with you
Let us pray,
O God, who gave us birth,
you know our needs before we ask.
Give to us now your grace,
as we shrink before the mystery of death,
Help us to live as those who are prepared to die.
And when our days here are accomplished,
enable us to die as those who go forth to live,
so that living or dying, our life may be in you,
and nothing in life or in death will be able to separate us
from your great love in Christ, Jesus Our Lord. Amen
PSALM 23 ALL
The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want.
He maketh me to lie down in green pastures:
He leadeth me beside the still waters.
He restoreth my soul:
He leadeth me in the paths of righteousness
for his name’s sake.
Yea, though I walk
through the valley of the shadow of death,
I will fear no evil:
for thou are with me;
thy rod and thy staff they comfort me.
Thou preparest a table before me
in the presence of mine enemies;
thou anointest my head with oil;
my cup runneth over.
Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me
all the days of my life:
and I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever.
GOSPEL LESSON John 14
[Jesus said,] Do not let your heart be troubled.
Believe in God, believe also in Me.
In My Father's house are many dwelling places.
If it were not so,
would I have told you that I go to prepare a place for you?
And if I go and prepare a place for you,
I will come again and receive you to Myself,
so that where I am, there you may be also.
Peace I leave with you; My peace I give to you;
not as the world gives do I give to you.
Do not let your heart be troubled, nor let them be afraid.
A TIME FOR REMEMBRANCES
“ I Did it My Way”
PRAYERS
God of us all, you loves never ends.
When all else fails, you still are God.
We pray to you for one another in our need,
And for all, anywhere, who mourn with us this day
To those who doubt, give light;
To those who are weak, strength;
To all who sorrow, your peace. Amen.
O God, all that you have given us is yours.
As first you gave NAME to us,
So now we give NAME back to you.
RETURNING JAMES TO THE EARTH
Into your hands we commend [FULL PROPER NAME].
. Receive NAME in the arms of your mercy,
into the blessed rest of everlasting peace,
and into the glorious company of the saints of light. Amen.
PRAYER OF THANKSGIVING
God of love, we thank you
for all with which you have blessed us
even to this day:
Above all else we thank you for the one who taught us to pray…
Our Father who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name,
thy kingdom come, thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven.
Give us this day our daily bread; and forgive us our trespasses
as we forgive those who trespass against us.
And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil. (pause)
For thine is the kingdom, and power and the glory forever. Amen
DISMISSAL WITH BLESSING
May the blessings of God be with you all as you go in peace.
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Service of Remembrance
It’s never easy to serve as the officiant at one’s relative’s funerals. But that was the case here. Uncle Kenny’s children, my cousins, asked if I would care for their father’s final good-bye. I agreed and met with them the day before the funeral when we fine-tuned the service.
I’d brought small blocks of wood and markers, placed them in a basket and invited each person to take one and write a word or phrase that represented a remembrance of Ken. At the appropriate time in the service the wooden tool box that had been crafted by Uncle Kenny was passed through the rows. Some chose to simply place their block in and pass the basket on. But others shared what they’d written and told a story or shared a memory.
A video of Ken was projected for all to view as the musical tribute, End of the Rainbow played. Before the song and video began, adding even more meaning to moment, I shared that the Gibb brothers were Ken’s favorite musical group and on a cross country trip Ken had made his son listen to thier music endlessly during a cross country trip. I also shared that Barry Gibb had witten it upon the death of his beloved brother Andy.
The poem and the prayer were chosen to reflect his love of woodworking.
Kenneth R. “Ken” Brown
Service of Remembrance
June 18, 1940 – January 23, 2018
The Gathering
To Kenneth Brown and those he loves, we dedicate this time and space as we gather here to show our love for Ken and to support his family. Ken found great joy in life caring for those he loved, and he used his love of woodworking to show this love, and shared it with his loved ones.
Why did Ken love woodworking? Perhaps it is the feel and beauty of the wood…the refreshing smell of his workshop…the absorbing joy of cutting and joining the pieces making the hours race by… These are the reasons Ken loved woodworking. Woodworking gives you something useful to do and it takes your mind off my troubles.
Woodworking matters. It's more than a pastime or hobby—being a woodworker means that you know the satisfaction and pride that comes from using your hands and mind to build beautiful, functional objects, and that you're as interested in the process as the outcome. Amid the speed and chaos of life, woodworking is a place where Ken could slow down, pay attention, and take the time to do things right. It is a lifetime pursuit.
Awaken the Wood
A tree in the forest asleep as it stood‘
Til the cabinetmaker awakens the wood.
A cabinetmaker’s hands move over the wood,
checking to see if the pattern is good.
Making sure that the grain lines up as it should.
The cabinetmaker’s hands move over the wood.
The design in his head had troubled his brain,
but he smiled as he worked as each answer came
Passing wood through his saw he reached for his plane,
joining the corners & squaring the frame
Fitting a drawer ’til it’s trim and it’s true,
and easily glides before he gets through.
Or adjusting a hinge to give it its due,
restoring the work or making it new.
Beauty and strength of wood are his trade,
as it pleases the eye in the things that he’s made.
Pride in his tools when honing each blade.
Clearing his bench where they’re carefully laid.
His shop smells of oak, cherry and pine.
Waxes and oils his pieces refined.
Bringing to life things well designed.
Withstanding the test of the passage of time.
The beauty inside is released as he sands.
The man seems to know what his heart understands.
With an eye for proportion and the skill it demands,
He passes his spirit through the tools in his hands.
A tree in the forest asleep as it stood‘
Til the cabinetmaker’s hands… awakened the wood. – by Steve Butler
Reflections on a Life (As the tool box is passed you are invited to say your word or phrase, and if you wish, to share a brief story or special memory. )
Closing Prayer - A Woodworker’s Prayer
Angels guide my hammer, angels guide my saw
Angels guide my working hands and all my planning thoughts.
Angels guide my planer, angels guide my lathe
So every night when work is done I leave the shop unscathed.
For as I do my daily work I lift my head and pray
That angels dance along my bench and guide my every way.
Be with me in the morning, and when the sun does set
Make sure the work that I do now is the best that I’ve done yet.
And when the day’s receding, and the stars begin to show
I know my work is guided by the Lord’s most loving glow,
Keep me safe while working, and let me do my best
And each day I will feel accomplished as I lay down to rest.
So angels guide my tools, and angels guide my hands
And I will bring to life the beauty of these simple plans.
For when I work with angels, I know my work is true
And I am doing what the Lord intended me to do. Amen - The Woodworker’s Prayer by Katie Myers
A Musical Tribute: End of the Rainbow — by Barry Gibb. (Video presentation of Ken)
So walk away slowly. Don’t look back in anger.
No rhyme and no reason has ever been clear.
Refrain: But (So) today is tomorrow. Winters are summers.
And the end of the rainbow is near (here).
So live on the laughter. Walk through the darkness.
Time of the seasons and nothing to fear. (Refrain)
Goodbye amigo, my fair-weather friend.
From humble beginnings and right to the end….
We dwell on all the glories and stories untold.
Memories old reappear. (refrain)
So set your eyes on the distant horizon.
We think of each other this time of the year.
So the autumn is the springtime, and the winter is summer.
And the end of the rainbow is hear.
Goodbye amigo, my fair-weather friend.
From humble beginnings, and right to the end
We dwell on all the glories and stories untold
Memories old reappear (refrain)
Funeral Liturgy with Rubric
Commendation to God and Celebration of the Life
of NAME
August 5, 1928 – May 21, 2018
GATHERING
WELCOME and INTRODUCTION – Chaplain Patricia Brown
Lighting of the paschal candle
Laying of Linen Pall
REMEMBERING Anna Eulogies and Symbols
OPENING PRAYER
THE WORD
READING From the First Letter of St. Paul to the Corinthians
The greatest of these gifts is love.
Strive for the greater gifts. And I will show you a still more excellent way.
If I speak in tongues of mortals and of angels,
but do not have love I am a noisy gong or a clanging cymbal.
And if I have prophetic powers, and understand all mystery and all knowledge,
and if I have faith to remove mountains, but do not have love, I am nothing.
If I give away all my possessions, and if I hand over my body so that I may boast,
but do not have love, I gain nothing.
Love is patient, love is kind,
Love is not envious or boastful or arrogant or rude.
It does not insist on its own way; it is not irritable or resentful;
it does not rejoice in wrongdoing, but rejoices in the truth.
It bears all things, believes all things, endures all things. Love never ends.
When I was a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child;
when I became an adult, I put an end to childish ways.
For now we see in a mirror, dimly, but then we shall see face to face.
Now I know only in part,
then I will know fully, even as I have been fully known.
And now, faith, hope and love abide, these three;
and the greatest of these is love.
The Word of the Lord
ALL: Thanks be to God.
PSALM The Lord’s My Shepherd
The Lord’s my shepherd, I’ll not want.
He makes me down to lie
in pastures green: he leadeth me
the quiet waters by.
My soul he doth restore again,
And me to walk doth make
Within the paths of righteousness,
e’en for his own name’s sake.
Yea, though I walk in death’s dark vale,
Yet will I fear none ill:
For thou are with me, and they rod
and staff me comfort still.
My table thou has furnished
In presence of my foes;
My head thou dost with oil anoint,
And my cup overflows.
Goodness and mercy all my life
Shall surely follow me:
And in God’s house for evermore
my dwelling place shall be.
From the Gospel of John 14: 1-6 There are many rooms in my Father’s House
Jesus said, “Do not let your hearts be troubled,
Trust in God still and trust in me.
There are many rooms in my Father’s house;
if there were not I would have told you
I am going now to prepare a place for you
and after I have gone and prepared you a place
I shall return to take you with me
so that where I am you may be too.
You know the way to the place where I am going…
I am the way, the truth and the life.”
REFLECTION: All Gathered
Prayers and Intentions
For Anna,
She was given the love of family and friends
as a pledge of eternal love;
establish her now in your re-created life of light and peace
with all who have gone before us. We pray…
ALL: God of eternal love, hear our prayer.
For Anna’s friends;
That they may be consoled in their grief,
heartened by their memories,
and be hopeful in their continuing lives. We pray…
ALL: God of eternal love, hear our prayer.
For all who have helped Jane on life’s journey
and been with her in friendship and love;
we remember those who have helped in her final illness
May all have the reward of their goodness. We pray…
ALL: God of eternal love, hear our prayer.
Final Commendation
Invitation to Farewell
“Be still and know that I am God” from Psalm 46
Prayer of Farewell
Response; RECEIVE HER SOUL AND PRESENT HER TO GOD THE MOST HIGH
Prayer of Commendation
ALL: Eternal rest grant unto her, O Lord,
and let perpetual light shine upon her.
May she rest in peace.
Committal
Prayer of Committal
Sending Forth
Music: Amazing Grace
Irish Celtic Celebration of NAME
Moon Phase: One Moon after New Moon, January 28, 2017
The Gathering: Sharing flowers and Celtic images with messages to NAME:
You are the peace of all things calm
You are the place to hide from harm
You are the light that shines in dark
You are the heart's eternal spark
You are the door that's open wide
You are the guest who waits inside
You are the stranger at the door
You are the calling of the poor
You are my constant, and with me still
You are my love, keep me from ill
You are the light, the truth, the way
You are my Joy this very day.
(Celtic oral tradition - 1st millennium)
A Final Walk Together: Alleluia by Leonard Cohen, sung by Matthew Schuler
Guided Meditation:
“I invite you to repeat the chant “DEEP PEACE” each time you hear it.”
Deep peace, I breathe into you,
O weariness, here:
O ache, here!
Deep peace, a soft white dove to you;
Deep peace, a quiet rain to you;
Deep peace, an ebbing wave to you! (SILENCE)
Deep peace, red wind of the east from you;
Deep peace, grey wind of the west to you;
Deep peace, dark wind of the north from you;
Deep peace, blue wind of the south to you! (SILENCE)
Deep peace, pure red of the flame to you;
Deep peace, pure white of the moon to you;
Deep peace, pure green of the grass to you;
Deep peace, pure brown of the earth to you; (SILENCE)
Deep peace, pure grey of the dew to you,
Deep peace, pure blue of the sky to you!
Deep peace, of the running wave to you,
Deep peace, of the flowing air to you, (SILENCE)
Deep peace, of the quiet earth to you,
Deep peace, of the sleeping stones to you! (SILENCE)
Deep peace, of the Flock of Stars to you,
Deep peace, from the Daughter of Peace to you,
Deep peace, deep peace!
Peace! Peace. (SILENCE)
-from The Dominion of Dreams. Under the Dark Star
by Fiona Macleod (William Sharp,1895)
A Weaving of Life
We use NAME’s basket of yarns as a woven expression of our love for her as we share final words and blessings. We finish our weave with a Waulking Song used by weaving women when fabric would be rhythmically beaten to make it felted, therefore waterproof. –She’s My Love, sung by Kathleen Macinnes
Our Blessings to NAME as she is lowered, laid to rest, and covered with a blanket of the earth and the promise of flowers with Spring.
Celtic Hymn
(SUNG) Be Thou my Vision, O love of my heart;
Naught be all else to me, safe that thou art
Thou my best thought, by day or by night,
Waking or sleeping, thy presence my light.
Blessing
May the good earth be soft under you
now as you rest upon it,
and may it rest easy over you when,
at the last, as you lay out under it,
And may it rest so lightly over you
that your soul may be out
from under it quickly,
and up, and off,
And be on its way.
A Parting Blessings to those whom NAME Loves
As you leave this place may Love go with you.
May the blessings of light be upon you,
Light without and light within,
And in all your comings and goings,
May you ever have a kindly greeting
From them you meet along the road.
May the road rise to meet you.
May the wind be always at your back.
May the sun shine warm upon your face.
May the rains fall soft upon your fields
and until we meet again,
May you be at peace, and may Love show you the way. AMEN
Remembrance Service
for
NAME
Phipps Conservatory, Pittsburgh
11:00am, Monday, May 22, 2017
Music Imagine by John Lennon
Reading Remember Me
To the living, I am gone.
To the sorrowful, I will never return.
To the angry, I was cheated.
But to the happy, I am at peace,
And to the faithful, I have never left.
I cannot be seen, but I can be heard.
So as you stand upon a shore, gazing at a beautiful sea — remember me.
As you look in awe at a mighty forest and its grand majesty — remember me.
As you look upon a flower and admire its simplicity — remember me.
Remember me in your heart, your thoughts, your memories of
the times we loved, the times we cried, the times we fought, the times we laughed.
For if you always think of me,
I will never be gone.
Shared Remembrances of NAME
Rosemary – love and loyalty
Thyme – energy, courage, and strength
Lavender – calm, and serenity
Reading Death Is Nothing at All --Canon Henry Scott-Holland
Death is nothing at all…
I have only slipped away into the next room
I am I and you are you
Whatever we were to each other
That we are still
Call me by my old familiar name
Speak to me in the easy way you always used
Put no difference into your tone
Wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow
Laugh as we always laughed
At the little jokes we always enjoyed together
Play, smile, think of me, pray for me
Let my name be ever the household word that it always was
Let it be spoken without effort
Without the ghost of a shadow in it
Life means all that it ever meant
It is the same as it ever was
There is absolute unbroken continuity
What is death but a negligible accident?
Why should I be out of mind
Because I am out of sight?
I am waiting for you for an interval
Somewhere very near
Just around the corner
All is well.
Nothing is past; nothing is lost
One brief moment and all will be as it was before
How we shall laugh at the trouble of parting when we meet again!
Prayer of St. Francis of Assis
Make me an instrument of your peace:
where there is hatred, let me sow love;
where there is injury, pardon;
where there is doubt, faith;
where there is despair, hope;
where there is darkness, light;
where there is sadness, joy.
O divine Creator, grant that I may not so much seek
to be consoled as to console,
to be understood as to understand,
to be loved as to love.
For it is in giving that we receive,
it is in pardoning that we are pardoned,
and it is in dying that we are born to eternal life.
Closing Music for Reflection on Our Lives Forward
What a Wonderful World --by Louis Armstrong
An Irish Celtic Celebration of Life
NAME outdoor service opened with an outdoor procession led by a celtic cross and woven tree of life banner carried by four of her young grandchildren.
Be Thou My Vision (originally 8th Century)
Adapted for the Service of NAME
Be Thou my Vision, O love of my heart;
Naught be all else to me, safe that thou art
Thou my best thought, by day or by night,
Waking or sleeping, thy presence my light.
Be Thou my wisdom, and thou my true word;
I ever with thee and thou with me, now;
Thou my great Mother, I Thy true one;
Thou in me dwelling, and I with thee one.
Riches I heed not, nor emp-ty praise,
Earth mine inheritance, now and always:
Thou and Thou only, first in my heart,
My queen of Heaven, my treasure thou art.
High queen of heaven, my victory won,
May I reach heaven’s joys, O bright heaven’s Sun!
Heart of my own heart, whatever befall,
Still be my Vision, O lover of all.
Saturday, May 5, 2018, 2:00PM
In Gratitude and Remembrance for the Lives of
FIRST, Middle and Last Names, May 9, 1960 – March 13, 2018
FIRST, Middle and Last Namess, August 14, 1951 – November 18, 2009
Mt. Hope Chapel Mausoleum
Opening Song Amazing Grace -- by John Newton, 1779
Welcome
Three Candles of Life and Love
A Time for Memories Ode to Joy by Ludwig Van Beethoven
You are invited to share as you wish.
THE 23rd PSALM May be prayed by all.
The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want. He maketh me to lie down in green pastures: he leadeth me beside the still waters. He restoreth my soul: he leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name's sake. Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me. Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies: thou anointest my head with oil; my cup runneth over. Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life: and I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever.
Poem: A Parent’s Love – Adapted from an author unknownI send you butterfly kisses. You don’t always know that I’m there.
But it’s me peeking around the corner, or touching a strand of your hair.
I see you on days you are crying, or wishing we could talk once in a while.
Even though I’m no longer with you, I still love to see your smile.
I visit at night when you’re sleeping. I come quietly into your dreams.
And whisper ever so softly to say, death is not what it seems.
I see you sometimes at the table, when you don’t know that I am there.
As you gaze over at my picture, I hope you know how much I care.
I’m sending a hug from heaven. I wish you could feel it today
The love that we share is forever. Time and space can’t take it away.
THE LORD’S PRAYER/ THE OUR FATHER May be prayed by all.
Our Father, who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name,
thy kingdom come, thy will be done, on earth as it is in heaven.
Give us this day our daily bread; and forgive us our trespasses,
as we forgive those who trespass against us;
and lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil.
For thine is the kingdom, and the power, and the glory, forever and ever. Amen.
Let it Be by Sir Paul McCartney
When I find myself in times of trouble, mother Mary comes to me
Speaking words of wisdom, Let it be.
And in my hour of darkness, She is standing right in front of me
Speaking words of wisdom, Let it be.
Refrain: Let it be, let it be, let it be, let it be.
Whisper words of wisdom. Let it be.
And when the broken-hearted people, living in the world agree.
There will be an answer. Let it be.
For though they may be parted there is still a chance that they will see.
There will be an answer. Let it be.
And when the night is cloudy, there is still a light that shines on me
Shine until tomorrow. Let it be.
I wake up to the sound of music, mother Mary comes to me.
Speaking words of wisdom. Let it be.
Let it be, let it be, let it be, yeah, let it be.
There will be an answer. Let it be.
The family invites you to join them immediately following the services for a “Celebration of Life” at [PLACE AND ADDRESS].
Our Officiant today is the Rev. Dr. Patricia D. Brown,
pdbrown@spiritworks.org, www.spiritworks.org
In Gratitude and Remembrance for the Lives of
Peter [Middle and Last Names] and Katie [Birth Name and Married Name]
Combining Lutheran and Roman Catholic Funeral Services
April 2, 2018 – Penn Hills Natural Burial Park, PA
The ministers meets the bereaved at the path entrance and faces them.
The presiding minister lights the Christ Candle and addresses those assembled.
INVITATION
“Welcome in the name of Jesus, the Savior of the world. We are gathered to remember NAME, to give thanks for her life, to commend her to our merciful redeemer, and to comfort one another in our grief. We gather here to commend NAME, to God our Father and to commit his body to the earth. In the spirit of faith in the resurrection of Jesus Christ from the dead, let us offer our prayers.
PRAYER OF THE DAY
A brief silence is kept before the prayer.
“Let us pray.”
“Almighty God, source of all mercy and giver of comfort, graciously tend those who mourn, that, casting all their sorrow on you, they may know the consolation of your love; through your Son, Jesus Christ our Lord.”
PROCESSION TO THE BURIAL SITE
Family, friends and Honor Guard carry the Christ Candle, incense, Holy Water, and a US Flag to the site.
MILITARY FUNERAL HONORS CEREMONY A Final Salute
SCRIPTURE READINGS: We read in sacred Scripture: Come, you who are blessed by my Father, says the Lord inherit the kingdom prepared for you from the foundation of the world. (Matthew 25:34)
I lift up my eyes to the hills; from where is my help to come?
My help comes from the LORD, the maker of heaven and earth.
The LORD will not let your foot be moved,nor will the one who watches over you fall asleep.
Behold, the keeper of Israel will neither slumber nor sleep;
the LORD watches over you; the LORD is your shade at your right hand;
the sun will not strike you by day, nor the moon by night.
The LORD will preserve you from all evil and will keep your life.
The LORD will watch over your going out and your coming in, from this time forth forevermore. (Psalm 121)
THANKSGIVING FOR BAPTISM As a sign of being clothed with Christ in baptism, a white pall is placed over the tree and the cremains by family members or pallbearers.
“All who are baptized into Christ have put on Christ. In their baptisms, FULL NAME and FULL NAME were clothed with Christ. In the day of Christ's coming, they shall be clothed with glory.”
PRAYER OVER THE PLACE OF COMMITTAL
O God, by whose mercy the faithful departed find rest, bless this grave,
and send your holy angel to watch over it.
As we bury here the body of our brother and sister, deliver their souls from every bond of life,
that they may rejoice in you with your saints forever. We ask this through Christ our Lord. R. Amen.
The treemation and cremains are placed in their resting place.
as the presiding minister continues:
“In sure and certain hope of the resurrection to eternal life through our Lord Jesus Christ, we commend to almighty God our sister and brother name NAME and NAME, and we commit their bodies to the ground; earth to earth, ashes to ashes, dust to dust.
The Lord bless them and keep them
The Lord’s face shine on them with grace and mercy.
The Lord look upon them with favor and + give them peace. Amen.
Song of Farewell by Earnest E. Sands Terry [Last Name], Soloist
THE 23rd PSALM May be prayer by all.
The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want. He maketh me to lie down in green pastures: he leadeth me beside the still waters. He restoreth my soul: he leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name's sake. Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me. Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies: thou anointest my head with oil; my cup runneth over. Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life: and I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever.
PRAYER
ENDING WORDS
Trusting in God, we have prayed together for NAME and NAMNE and now we come to the last farewell. There is sadness in parting, but we take comfort in the hope that one day we shall see NAME and NAME again and enjoy their friendship. Although we will disperse in sorrow, the mercy of God will gather us together again in the joy of his kingdom. Therefore, let us console one another in the faith of Jesus Christ.
PRAYER OF COMMITTAL
Into your hands, O merciful Savior, we commend your servants NAME [Middle and Last Names] and NAME [BIrth and Married Names]. Acknowledge, we humbly beseech you, sheep of your own fold, lambs of your own flock, sinners of your own redeeming. Receive them into the arms of your mercy, into the blessed rest of everlasting peace, and into the glorious company of the saints in light.
SILENCE All pray in silence. The cremains and area are sprinkled with holy water and incensed.
PRAYER OVER THE PEOPLE: “Bow your heads and pray for God’s blessing.
O Lord, support us all the day long of this troubled life, until the shadows lengthen and the evening comes and the busy world is hushed, the fever of life is over, and our work is done. Then, in your mercy, grant us a safe lodging, and a holy rest, and peace at the last, through Jesus Christ our Lord.
Amen.
THE LORD’S PRAYER/ THE OUR FATHER May be prayed by all.
Our Father, who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name,
thy kingdom come, thy will be done, on earth as it is in heaven.
Give us this day our daily bread; and forgive us our trespasses,
as we forgive those who trespass against us;
and lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil.
…For thine is the kingdom, and the power, and the glory, forever and ever. Amen.
May the souls of the faithfully departed, Peter and Katie, through the mercy of God, rest in peace. Amen.
Benediction
The minister, with hands outstretched, prays over the people:
And may Almighty God, Father, + Son, and Holy Spirit, bless you now and forever. Amen.
Let us go in peace.
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NAME’s Church Service
The casket is closed and covered with a white funeral pall and sits at the foot of the baptismal font with the Christ Candle lit.
Did you know that the Christian funeral is a continuation of the baptism service? Today NAME once again sits at the foot of the baptism font. It is fitting and right because in the Christian Church the funeral service is a continuation of the baptismal service and journey.
As NAME was once dressed and adorned in white clothing and brought to the baptism font, a Christ candle lit in her name, (pause and light a baptismal candle and hand it off to a relative.) now too at her death she returns to the baptismal font clothed in a white pall. It too is a covering of white, a symbol of baptism. She is now once again clothed in white in her death.
Within Christian baptism the faithful sing songs and hymns as the newly baptized begin their life journey. So too, today, we sing songs to send NAME on her way into the next part of her journey to God.
At the baptismal font, NAME was buried with Christ by baptism into death, and brought up out of the water to walk in newness of life. So too, at the end of our earthly journeys we are buried with Christ in death in the sure confidence that we shall be raised to new life.
And just as we have traveled with NAME along the road through life, today the faithful, her church along with family and friends, now walk the last mile of the way with her to the place of farewell.
In baptism we are carried in the arms of our family and loved ones. So also today, NAME is being carried by the hands and arms of those she loved and those who loved her.
I tell you a truth about the baptismal waters and NAME. This child of God, NAME, a baptized Christian, a follower of Jesus Christ, a saint has died. We the Christian community have lovingly prepared her body for burial. We who have walked with her along the way of faith now carry her body to the place of departure, worshipping and singing as we travel. It is a necessary journey. It is a journey, symbolic of our baptismal journey, now brought full circle to completion.
I tell you a truth. NAME is honored. She, once our saltiness upon the earth, now numbers with the saints of light. And I tell you what she believed in life and what now carries her into the next part of her journey: that God is worthy of trust, even in the face the death. The baptismal journey leads us into the arms of God and the communion of the saints. Death changes but does not destroy our love or relationship with NAME.
It is right that NAME returns today once more to the foot the baptismal font. At this place of farewell, with tears and thanksgiving, we give NAME into the loving arms of God.
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A Service of Salt and Light
This service was written at the impending death of my colleagues’ mother-in-law who was on hospice at the time. My co-worker is one of the chaplains here and he asked me to help him as a special favor. I was happy to do so and asked him to tell me about Mary. He shared that she was the down-to-earth type who didn’t like a fuss. Mary and her husband had four children, and raised cows on a 600 acre farm. She had ties to both the Lutheran and Presbyterian traditions. Don, who would be leading the service, wished for a dignified observance that showed respect.
But, the one phrase that stuck in my head after he left was, “You know, she was a salt of the earth kind of person.” This let me directly to recall the ancient text attributed to Jesus. It is found in the Bible in the book of Matthew, chapter 5, verses 13 through 16. I used the New Revised Standard Version (NRSV). Here is the passage in its entirety.
13 “You are the salt of the earth; but if salt has lost its taste, how can its saltiness be restored? It is no longer good for anything, but is thrown out and trampled under foot.
14 “You are the light of the world. A city built on a hill cannot be hid. 15 No one after lighting a lamp puts it under the bushel basket, but on the lamp stand, and it gives light to all in the house. 16 In the same way, let your light shine before others, so that they may see your good works and give glory to your Father in heaven.
Until I’d reread the passage I’d forgotten that the salt saying was tired directly to the light passage. Salt and Light became the theme and we built the service from there deciding there would be three symbolic actions.
1. “Salt
2. “Light”
3. “Shining Forth”
Preparations: For this service you’ll need a bag of course pink Himalayan salt, 4 ounce lidded jars and address labels, enough for each person to have one. These are used in the first part of the service.
In the second half of the service you’ll use an old fashion oil lamp with the oil and wick ready to go and a flame lighter. Lastly, you’ll want a baptismal candle although a plain white candle will do in a pinch. Because this was written while my colleague’s mother-in-law was still on hospice he had time to order the items for a two-day delivery on the internet.
Pour the salt into each individual jars and affix a label. Their label held Mary’s name, the date, and the phrase “Salt of the Earth”. They were placed in a basket to be passed during the service.
NAME
“Salt of the Earth”
Date of Birth – Date of Death
Place of Burial – Date
“Saltiness Lost”
“You are the salt of the earth; but if salt has lost its taste, how can its saltiness be restored?”
Salt of the Earth by Wes King is a fitting song for the start along with the reading that emphasized the importance of each life lived.
Song: Salt of the Earth by Wes King
You are the salt of the earth.
Heaven came down for your worth.
Angels rejoiced at your birth.
Cause you are the salt. You are the salt -- of the earth.
A Reading: Our Lives Matter by M. Maureen Killoran
We’ve come together from the diversity of our grieving,
to gather in the warmth of this community
giving stubborn witness to our belief that
In times of sadness, there is room for laughter.
In times of darkness, there always will be light.
May we hold fast to the conviction
that what we do with our lives matters
and that a caring world is possible after all.”
Reflections on the Life of NAME
(Part way through Don’s eulogy a basket of salt was distributed with the invitation for each person to take one and hold it in their hands. After everyone has retrieved one, the eulogy continues and concludes.)
“Lighting Lamps”
In the first movement, emphasizing the light theme, NAME gave a eulogy, “Reflections on the Life”… and then invited them to pause, close their eyes, and picture Mary. After facilitating questions he asked them if they would like to share their thoughts.
(As the lamp is lit, the following passage is recited.)
“You are the light of the world.
A city built on a hill cannot be hid.
No one after lighting a lamp puts it under the bushel basket,
but on the lamp stand, and it gives light to all in the house.
The Officiant offers the following sentences.
I invite you to take a moment right now, close your eyes, and picture NAME.
Think about Mary and the relationship you had with her.
Where did you first meet NAME?
What is one of your earliest or most special memories?
What things did you do together?
What will you miss about NAME the most?
Can you remember particularly humorous or touching memories you’d like to share?
Is there anyone who would like to share their thoughts?”
Remembrances from Family and Friends
When the time of sharing came to a close in the second movement, “Shining Light” an old fashion table oil lamp was lit and from the lamp flame a single baptismal candle was lit and handed to his wife, NAME’s only daughter.
“Shining Light”: Baptismal Candle
“And, so now we’ve come to a time to say goodbye, and to reflect in a simple way on Mary’s life. So let’s spend these last few moments in silence, and you can recall NAME in your own special way. You may wish to use this time for your own private prayer. And then together we will close with The Lord’s Prayer.“
In the same way, let your light shine before others,
so that they may see your good works
and give glory to your Father in heaven.
The congregation was then invited to take a few more moments of silence for personal reflections and prayers. After a sufficient time the gathering was closed with the reciting of The Lord’s Prayer.
The Lord's Prayer
Our Father, who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name. Thy Kingdom come, thy will be done, on earth as it is in heaven Give us this day our daily bread. And forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive those who trespass against us. And lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil. For thine is the kingdom, the power and the glory forever. Amen
Song – Amazing Grace
A Final Word
This was truly a simple, dignified service for NAME.
Remembrance Service
Jane [FULL LAST NAME]
Saturday, August 24, 2019 - 10:00am
Penn Forest Natural Burial Park
Jane had a tangled life filled with many ups and downs, both tears and laughter. To Jane we now dedicate this time and space as we gather here to grieve, to give thanks and to support one another.
Procession in Reflection and Music, Lead by Son and the Children
Mariah Carey - You’ll Always Be My baby
Our Lives Matter by M. Maureen Killoran
We come together from the diversity of our grieving,
to gather in the warmth of this community
giving stubborn witness to our belief that
In times of sadness, there is room for laughter.
In times of darkness, there always will be light.
May we hold fast to the conviction
that what we do with our lives matters
and that a caring world is possible after all.
Handprints of Love
You are invited to come and place your hands in the pans of children’s paint to print your hand upon the burial vessel.
Colors of Love - “The Color Monster; a story about emotions” - a children’s book by Anna Llenas
Yellow - Happiness
Blue - Sadness
Red - Anger
Black - Fear
Green - Calm
Pink - Love
A Time to Remember
You are invited to share a memory, poem, or reading
Serenity Prayer
God grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change,
the courage change the things I can,
and the wisdom to know the difference.
Living one day at a time;
Enjoying one moment at a time;
Accepting hardships as the pathway to peace.
NAME at Rest at Last….
SONG
We Let You Go by Ruth Burgess
[FULL NAME], Into the freedom of wind and sunshine
We let you go.
Into the dance of the stars and the planets
We let you go.
Into the wind’s breath and the hands of the star maker
We let you go.
NAME we love you, we miss you, we want you to be happy.
NAME — Go safely, go dancing, go running home.
Closing Song as We Depart
Our officiant today is the Rev. Dr. Patricia D. Brown - www.spiritworks.org
SERVICE WITH RUBRIC AND OFFICIANT TALKING POINTS
Service of Remembrance
FULL NAME
DAY, DATE, TIME
Penn Forest Natural Burial Park, Verona, PA
Music to Gather
Mozart wrote this selection in the last year of his wife as a gift to his friend. It acknowledges human suffering and pleads for mercy.
Ave Verum Corpus: Mozart
https://open.spotify.com/track/516PqxrAUmJLibX940kUn5?si=e19c4f1896bf4dec
Welcome Dr. Patricia D. Brown, Facilitator
I welcome each of you here today, and it's a privilege and honor to officiate at the funeral of such a well-liked and respected woman. Today is a day for reflection and it will be remembered for many reasons. Mainly, I hope it will be remembered as a very special day when you shared time together to say a sad and fond farewell to Margery.
We begin with a reading:
Reading Our Lives Matter --by M. Maureen Killoran.
We come together from the diversity of our grieving,
to gather in the warmth of this community
giving stubborn witness to our belief that
In times of sadness, there is room for laughter.
In times of darkness, there always will be light.
May we hold fast to the conviction
that what we do with our lives matters
and that a caring world is possible after all.
Reflections on a Life: FULL NAME, September 21, 1930 - October 14, 2021
Beloved wife and mother, teacher, cook and party-giver, singer, pianist, friend, traveler, …and faithful companion.
REFLECTIONS ON A LIFE
FULL NAME - a woman who is ageless…
Daughter – NAME OF FATHER AND MOTHER
Wife – beloved wife to NAME for __ years.
Mother – first to NAME and NAME, and a wonderful addition – NAME
Teacher – 2 seasons as a music teacher, one pre-marriage and another later in the 80’s
Cook and Party-Giver – with one truly showcasing her gift of hosting featuring the Titanic
Singer and Pianist – directing musicals
Traveler – Always curious and open to other cultural experiences
Faithful companion – a cherished and cheerful friend.
NAME is missed. Her time with us too short.
Words of Love and Remembrance You are invited to share.
Reading - Together Again read by DAUGHTER
This is not the end
It is a new beginning.
Grow this tree
And think of our time together.
Smile about the good times
Remember the hard.
Talk about me often
Smile when you hear my name.
Watch my tree grow taller
And now we'll be together again.
A Musical Tribute Introduction by SON
Vissi d'arte: Puccini/Renata Tebaldi:
https://open.spotify.com/track/3RViwxD6CXTMtsK3ejy1Ie?si=9d95df32267546a1
I lived for my art, I lived for love,
I never did harm to a living soul!
With a secret hand
I relieved as many misfortunes as I knew of.
Always with true faith
my prayer
rose to the holy shrines.
Always with true faith
I gave flowers to the altar.
In the hour of grief
why, why, o Lord,
why do you reward me thus?
I gave jewels for the Madonna’s mantle,
and I gave my song to the stars, to heaven,
which smiled with more beauty.
In the hour of grief
why, why, o Lord,
ah, why do you reward me thus?
A Living Remembrance Planting and Dedication of The Gray Dogwood
The Gray Dogwood…. Like Margery this tough tree adapts easily to its surroundings and soil. Symbolic of the one for whom it is planted, it is a durable tree that meets life’s challenges. It is lovely year-round. In June it will bloom with white panicles of flowers, which in the summer will turn to delicious white berries for the birds and squirrels to munch on. In the fall its leaves will turn reddish-purple adding itself to the colorful surrounding foliage of Penn Forest. And as winter comes its reddish-pink fruit stems will persist against the white snow. Most notable though is that the Gray Dogwood is a symbol of rebirth. And so now it is right that you have chosen to lay your beloved one, Margery, to rest beneath its branches.
Do Not Stand at My Grave and Weep by Mary Frye – read by Alfred Berretta
Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there.
I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn’s rain.
When you awaken in the morning’s hush,
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there.
I did not die.
Closing Words
Margery had a good and varied life. In the short time we’ve had here today, we’ve barely scratched the surface. But, I hope that as you leave here you will do so with a real sense of having shared in a very special moment for a truly special person.
Committal
Into this good earth we commend NAME.
We give thanks for the blessings
which have been bestowed upon Margery in this life
for they are signs to us of goodness
and of our bond to one another.
May NAME and those, you, who remain
comfort one another with assurances of the Springtime to come.
We Remember Her You are invited to share in the refrain.
At the rising of the sun and at its going down, We remember her.
At the blowing of the wind and in the chill of Winter, We remember her.
At the opening of buds and in the rebirth of Spring, We remember her.
At the blueness of the skies and in the warmth of Summer, We remember her.
At the rustling of leaves and the beauty of Autumn, We remember her.
At the beginning of the year and when it ends, We remember her.
As long as we live, she too will live; for she shall always be a part of us.
When we are weary and in need of strength, We remember her.
When we are lost and sick at heart, We remember her.
When we have joys we yearn to share, We remember her.
When we have decisions that are difficult to make, We remember her.
When we have achievements that are based on theirs, We remember her.
As long as we live, she too shall live, for she is a part of us, as… We remember her.
Music to Depart
76 Trombones:
https://open.spotify.com/track/5jF8DA6lAX5xuI3Cz5umsV?si=3aa329060ee24d7e
As you bid farewell, you are invited to place your flowers around the tree.
SERVICE PRINTED AND DISTRIBUTED AT SERVICE
Service of Remembrance
NAME
Wednesday, October 20, 2021 - 3:30 PM
Penn Forest Natural Burial Park, Verona, PA
Music to Gather Ave Verum Corpus, Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart
Performed by the Academy of St. Martin in the Fields
Welcome Dr. Patricia D. Brown, Facilitator
Reading Our Lives Matter --by M. Maureen Killoran
We come together from the diversity of our grieving,
to gather in the warmth of this community
giving stubborn witness to our belief that
In times of sadness, there is room for laughter.
In times of darkness, there always will be light.
May we hold fast to the conviction
that what we do with our lives matters
and that a caring world is possible after all.
Reflections on a Life: NAME, September 21, 1930 - October 14, 2021
Beloved wife and mother, teacher, cook and party-giver, singer, pianist, friend, traveler, …and faithful companion.
Words of Love and Remembrance You are invited to share.
Reading Together Again --Read by Family Member
This is not the end
It is a new beginning.
Grow this tree
And think of our time together.
Smile about the good times
Remember the hard.
Talk about me often
Smile when you hear my name.
Watch my tree grow taller
And now we'll be together again.
A Musical Tribute --Introduction by Family Member
Vissi d'arte (Tosca), Giacomo Puccini
Performed by Renata Tebaldi, L’Orchestre de la Suisse Romande
I lived for my art, I lived for love,
I never did harm to a living soul!
With a secret hand
I relieved as many misfortunes as I knew of.
Always with true faith
my prayer
rose to the holy shrines.
Always with true faith
I gave flowers to the altar.
In the hour of grief
why, why, o Lord,
why do you reward me thus?
I gave jewels for the Madonna’s mantle,
and I gave my song to the stars, to heaven,
which smiled with more beauty.
In the hour of grief
why, why, o Lord,
ah, why do you reward me thus?
A Living Remembrance Planting and Dedication of The Gray Dogwood
Do Not Stand at My Grave and Weep – read by Spouse
Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there.
I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn’s rain.
When you awaken in the morning’s hush,
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there.
I did not die. --Mary Frye, author
Closing Words
Committal
Into this good earth we commend NAME.
We give thanks for the blessings
which have been bestowed upon NAME in this life
for they are signs to us of goodness
and of our bond to one another.
May NAME and those, you, who remain
comfort one another with assurances of the Springtime to come.
We Remember Her You are invited to share in the refrain.
At the rising of the sun and at its going down, We remember her.
At the blowing of the wind and in the chill of Winter, We remember her.
At the opening of buds and in the rebirth of Spring, We remember her.
At the blueness of the skies and in the warmth of Summer, We remember her.
At the rustling of leaves and the beauty of Autumn, We remember her.
At the beginning of the year and when it ends, We remember her.
As long as we live, she too will live; for she shall always be a part of us.
When we are weary and in need of strength, We remember her.
When we are lost and sick at heart, We remember her.
When we have joys we yearn to share, We remember her.
When we have decisions that are difficult to make, We remember her.
When we have achievements that are based on theirs, We remember her.
As long as we live, she too shall live, for she is a part of us, as… We remember her.
Music to Depart Seventy Six Trombones, The Music Man Motion-Picture Ensemble
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Remembrance Service
NAME
Penn Forest Natural Burial Park
Sunday, October 29, 2023, 11:30 am
Opening Welcome and Introductions The Rev. Dr. Patricia D. Brown
Today is a day for reflection and it will be remembered for many reasons. Mainly, I hope it will be remembered as a very special day when you shared time with others to pay your last respects as you say a sad and fond farewell to Danny. You’ve come together from far and near, at different points in your lives. You may look at life in different ways and hold a variety of beliefs. The one thing you have in common is that Danny touched your life. As we begin let’s spend a few moments in silence to remember him in your own special way.
A Walk Through the Meadow (with music) Rainbow --Kacey Musgraves, Shane Mcanally / Natalie Hemby
When it rains, it pours
But you didn't even notice it ain't rainin' anymore
It's hard to breathe when all you know is
The struggle of stayin' above the risin' water line
Well, the sky has finally opened
The rain and wind stopped blowin'
But you're stuck out in the same ol' storm again
You hold tight to your umbrella
Well, darlin', I'm just tryin' to tell ya
That there's always been a rainbow hangin' over your head
If you could see what I see, you'd be blinded by the colors
Yellow, red, and orange, and green, and at least a million others
So tie up the bow, take off your coat, and take a look around
'Cause the sky has finally opened
The rain and wind stopped blowin'
But you're stuck out in the same ol' storm again
You hold tight to your umbrella
Well, darlin', I'm just tryin' to tell ya
That there's always been a rainbow hangin' over your head
Oh, tie up the bow, take off your coat, and take a look around
Everything is alright now
'Cause the sky has finally opened
The rain and wind stopped blowin'
But you're stuck out in the same ol' storm again
Let go of your umbrella
'Cause, darlin', I'm just trying to tell ya
That there's always been a rainbow hangin' over your head
Yeah, there's always been a rainbow hangin' over your head
Mm, mm, mm
It'll all be alright
Poem 'Tis a Fearful Thing --by Yehuda Halevi
‘Tis a fearful thing
to love what death can touch.
A fearful thing
to love, to hope, to dream, to be –
to be,
And oh, to lose.
A thing for fools, this,
And a holy thing,
a holy thing
to love.
For your life has lived in me,
your laugh once lifted me,
your word was gift to me.
To remember this brings painful joy.
‘Tis a human thing, love,
a holy thing, to love
what death has touched.
Reflections on a Life NAME
December 7, 1968 – October 17, 2023
Danny entered this world as the firstborn of young Judy, only 18 at the time, with a father serving in the Vietnam War for the first year of his life. Yet Judy did not feel it a hardship. She felt lucky to have the time to care for her new baby in their little apartment in Oakland. As the first grandchild, Danny was doubly adored. As a kid he played and hung out with friends and neighbors in Wilkins Township. He was an outgoing, humorous teen, always fun to be around. Jen says, “He was one of the funniest people I knew.” She and Danny enjoyed one another’s company and did lots together. Jen and Danny and their father often went out to watch Steeler games at their favorite spot in Regent Square.
Danny graduated from Churchhill High School. After graduating he lived a few months in NYC with his Uncle John. Later he took Jen for a long weekend; the highlight of Jen’s teen years. Danny always called Jen on her birthday. He never was one who needed shiny cars or other “show-off” possessions. So he never needed to have some huge money-making job or career.
Tender-hearted, he loved animals, especially his dog companions, Bing and Moch. Danny loved to cook; whipping up something delicious from seemingly nothing. And, he found solace in gardening and worked for a day in the garden alongside his mother Judy when she broke her wrist. It is a memory she treasures. He walked and walked and walked sometimes twenty miles in one day… perhaps to fight his inner struggles.
As you know, through his years Danny’s life was overtaken by the chronic disease of addiction that took a toll on him both mentally and physically. It is not that Danny did not want to be present with you, but he was unable because of his disease -- his sickness. Experts still don’t know why the disease develops in some and not in others. What they do know is that it is not a moral failing, but that addiction changes the way the brain works.
Danny’s life became uncontrollable. When overtaken with alcohol, and especially in these last years, he wasn’t the little boy and man you knew or remembered. He wanted to beat the disease -- to live-- and tried many times to overcome this substance use disorder. He attended AA meetings and admitted himself to numerous rehab programs and facilities. But in the end, at age 54, the disease overtook him.
Danny touched the lives of many, leaving an indelible mark on our hearts and in our memories. We remember the moments of joy, the laughter, as well as the heartache and longings. We recall the challenges faced and the lessons learned. Danny's presence lives on in the stories we share and the way his life has touched our own.
“I invite you to take a moment right now, close your eyes, and picture Danny. (Pause.)
Think about him and the relationship you had with him. (Pause.)
Where did you first meet Danny? (Pause.)
What is one of your earliest or most special memories? (Pause.)
What things did you do together? (Pause.)
Can you remember any particularly humorous or touching memories you might like to share? (Pause.)
What will you miss about Danny the most? (Pause.)
When you are ready simply open your eyes and return to this moment. (Pause until everyone seem ready to resume.)
Recollections and Memories Any who wish are invited to share thoughts and memories.
“My Son” --with love and understanding from Judy --Marie Antoinette
I will not cast the first stone
I have none in my hand
Even though your life at times
Was not how I had planned.
When you were a boy I dreamed
Of the man you would become;
But life had other plans for you
With challenges more than one.
When you spiraled down and more
I longed for a reverse,
I’d have given my right arm
For your pain to disperse.
It wasn’t easy watching you
Of that I won’t deny
And I am not ashamed to say
That there were times I cried.
Life gave you many challenges –
Too many to be fair –
I only wish in all those times
I could have been right there.
Although I didn’t understand
I still told everyone
With a love that’s undenied
I’d say ‘That is my son’.
“For My Big Brother” --with love from your sister, Jen --Tyra
You showed me a lot of things.
I learned a lot I didn’t know,
But you forgot to teach me one last thing -
How to let you go.
I know you didn’t mean to leave me;
Sometimes we have no choice.
I miss being your little sister,
Hearing my name called by your voice.
I wish I got to say “I Love You”
Before you were given to the sky.
If God could grant me one last wish,
I’d ask to say “Goodbye.”
You always meant a lot to me.
I could never love you less,
I know it’s true when they say,
“He only takes the best.”
A Musical Tribute Golden Moments --James Taylor
Now if all my golden moments could be rolled into one
They would shine just like the sun for a summer day
And after it was over, we could have it back again
With credit to the editor for striking out the rain very clean
And all it really needed was the proper point of view
No one's gonna bring me down
No one's gonna stop me now
Now I gathered up my sorrows and I sold them all for gold
And I gathered up the gold and I threw it all away
It all went for a good time and a song, come on
The laughter was like music, it did float my soul along for a while
And all it really needed was the proper point of view
No one's gonna reach me here
No one's gonna know I'm gone
You may think I must be crazy and I guess you must be right
But I know the way I feel today is out of sight
I do not trust my senses to remember your name
Without corrective lenses, things are never twice the same anyway
And all it really needed was the proper point of view
No one's gonna bring me down
And no one's gonna stop me now, no one
No one's gonna reach me here
No one's gonna know I'm gone
Blessing of Ashes
Our hope is that we will find Relief from our tears and sorrow. Be drawn back to the good and loving times we had with Danny whose ashes we now hold. As time moves us forward recall to us his dry humor, caring moments and good heart. Grant us good stories as shelter from the blasts of sadness of what might have been and from the hunger for being together as we once were.
We set our blessing upon these ashes as a reminder of the gift of Danny’s life. Even now, with mixed memories and emotions, we are blessed to have known Danny. We are blessed to carry on some part of his story and, we give thanks for the good times of his life that gifted our own.
Commitment to the Good Earth
As we commit these cremains to the earth, we acknowledge the interconnectedness of all life. From dust we come, and to dust, we shall return. In this, we find solace and a reminder that nature's cycles continues. May we, as we remember Danny, cherish the time we have, to love deeply, and to be compassionate and kind with one another. We celebrate the preciousness of each moment, knowing that our own journeys will one day reach their earthly end. In this act of internment, we symbolize the transition of their physical form to a place of rest. We say goodbye to Danny and entrust him into the embrace of this good earth.
Do Not Stand at My Grave and Weep --by Mary Frye
Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there.
I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn’s rain.
When you awaken in the morning’s hush,
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
But, when you think of me
Look to the vast sky.
Closing Words Rev. Dr. Brown
During our final song you are invited to place your flowers as you bid farewell.
Song and Signs of Farewell Blackbird --John Lennon / Paul McCartney
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to fly
All your life
You were only waiting for this moment to arise
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these sunken eyes and learn to see
All your life
You were only waiting for this moment to be free
Blackbird fly, blackbird fly
Into the light of a dark black night
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to fly
All your life
You were only waiting for this moment to arise
**The family invites you to a luncheon immediately following the service.
Patricia D. Brown, www.spiritworks.org, pdbrown@spiritworks.org
The service for someone who died under difficult circumstances such as alcoholism disease.
Remembrance Service
NAME
Penn Forest Natural Burial Park
Sunday, October 29, 2023, 11:30 am
Opening Welcome and Introductions The Rev. Dr. Patricia D. Brown
Today is a day for reflection and it will be remembered for many reasons. Mainly, I hope it will be remembered as a very special day when you shared time with others to pay your last respects as you say a sad and fond farewell to NAME. You’ve come together from far and near, at different points in your lives. You may look at life in different ways and hold a variety of beliefs. The one thing you have in common is that NAME touched your life. As we begin let’s spend a few moments in silence to remember him in your own special way.
A Walk Through the Meadow (with music) Rainbow
--Kacey Musgraves, Shane Mcanally / Natalie Hemby
When it rains, it pours
But you didn't even notice it ain't rainin' anymore
It's hard to breathe when all you know is
The struggle of stayin' above the risin' water line
Well, the sky has finally opened
The rain and wind stopped blowin'
But you're stuck out in the same ol' storm again
You hold tight to your umbrella
Well, darlin', I'm just tryin' to tell ya
That there's always been a rainbow hangin' over your head
If you could see what I see, you'd be blinded by the colors
Yellow, red, and orange, and green, and at least a million others
So tie up the bow, take off your coat, and take a look around
'Cause the sky has finally opened
The rain and wind stopped blowin'
But you're stuck out in the same ol' storm again
You hold tight to your umbrella
Well, darlin', I'm just tryin' to tell ya
That there's always been a rainbow hangin' over your head
Oh, tie up the bow, take off your coat, and take a look around
Everything is alright now
'Cause the sky has finally opened
The rain and wind stopped blowin'
But you're stuck out in the same ol' storm again
Let go of your umbrella
'Cause, darlin', I'm just trying to tell ya
That there's always been a rainbow hangin' over your head
Yeah, there's always been a rainbow hangin' over your head
Mm, mm, mm
It'll all be alright
Poem 'Tis a Fearful Thing --by Yehuda Halevi
‘Tis a fearful thing
to love what death can touch.
A fearful thing
to love, to hope, to dream, to be –
to be,
And oh, to lose.
A thing for fools, this,
And a holy thing,
a holy thing
to love.
For your life has lived in me,
your laugh once lifted me,
your word was gift to me.
To remember this brings painful joy.
‘Tis a human thing, love,
a holy thing, to love
what death has touched.
Reflections on a Life Name and Dates of Birth and Death
NAME entered this world as the firstborn of young MOTHER, only 18 at the time, with a father serving in the Vietnam War for the first year of his life. Yet MOTHER did not feel it a hardship. She felt lucky to have the time to care for her new baby in their little apartment in Oakland. As the first grandchild, NAME was doubly adored. As a kid he played and hung out with friends and neighbors in Wilkins Township. He was an outgoing, humorous teen, always fun to be around. HIS SISTER says, “He was one of the funniest people I knew.” She and NAME enjoyed one another’s company and did lots together. SISTER and NAME and their father often went out to watch Steeler games at their favorite spot in Regent Square.
NAME graduated from ________ High School. After graduating he lived a few months in NYC with his Uncle NAME. Later he took SISTER for a long weekend; the highlight of her teen years. NAME always called her on her birthday. He never was one who needed shiny cars or other “show-off” possessions. So he never needed to have some huge money-making job or career.
Tender-hearted, he loved animals, especially his dog companions, NAME and NAME. NAME loved to cook; whipping up something delicious from seemingly nothing. And, he found solace in gardening and worked for a day in the garden alongside his mother NAME when she broke her wrist. It is a memory she treasures. He walked and walked and walked sometimes twenty miles in one day… perhaps to fight his inner struggles.
As you know, through his years NAME’s life was overtaken by the chronic disease of addiction that took a toll on him both mentally and physically. It is not that NAME did not want to be present with you, but he was unable because of his disease -- his sickness. Experts still don’t know why the disease develops in some and not in others. What they do know is that it is not a moral failing, but that addiction changes the way the brain works.
NAME’s life became uncontrollable. When overtaken with alcohol, and especially in these last years, he wasn’t the little boy and man you knew or remembered. He wanted to beat the disease -- to live-- and tried many times to overcome this substance use disorder. He attended AA meetings and admitted himself to numerous rehab programs and facilities. But in the end, at age __, the disease overtook him.
NAME touched the lives of many, leaving an indelible mark on our hearts and in our memories. We remember the moments of joy, the laughter, as well as the heartache and longings. We recall the challenges faced and the lessons learned. NAME's presence lives on in the stories we share and the way his life has touched our own.
“I invite you to take a moment right now, close your eyes, and picture NAME. (Pause.)
Think about him and the relationship you had with him. (Pause.)
Where did you first meet NAME? (Pause.)
What is one of your earliest or most special memories? (Pause.)
What things did you do together? (Pause.)
Can you remember any particularly humorous or touching memories you might like to share? (Pause.)
What will you miss about NAME the most? (Pause.)
When you are ready simply open your eyes and return to this moment. (Pause until everyone seem ready to resume.)
Recollections and Memories Any who wish are invited to share thoughts and memories.
“My Son” --with love and understanding from NAME --Marie Antoinette
I will not cast the first stone
I have none in my hand
Even though your life at times
Was not how I had planned.
When you were a boy I dreamed
Of the man you would become;
But life had other plans for you
With challenges more than one.
When you spiraled down and more
I longed for a reverse,
I’d have given my right arm
For your pain to disperse.
It wasn’t easy watching you
Of that I won’t deny
And I am not ashamed to say
That there were times I cried.
Life gave you many challenges –
Too many to be fair –
I only wish in all those times
I could have been right there.
Although I didn’t understand
I still told everyone
With a love that’s undenied
I’d say ‘That is my son’.
“For My Big Brother” --with love from your sister, NAME --Tyra
You showed me a lot of things.
I learned a lot I didn’t know,
But you forgot to teach me one last thing -
How to let you go.
I know you didn’t mean to leave me;
Sometimes we have no choice.
I miss being your little sister,
Hearing my name called by your voice.
I wish I got to say “I Love You”
Before you were given to the sky.
If God could grant me one last wish,
I’d ask to say “Goodbye.”
You always meant a lot to me.
I could never love you less,
I know it’s true when they say,
“He only takes the best.”
A Musical Tribute Golden Moments --James Taylor
Now if all my golden moments could be rolled into one
They would shine just like the sun for a summer day
And after it was over, we could have it back again
With credit to the editor for striking out the rain very clean
And all it really needed was the proper point of view
No one's gonna bring me down
No one's gonna stop me now
Now I gathered up my sorrows and I sold them all for gold
And I gathered up the gold and I threw it all away
It all went for a good time and a song, come on
The laughter was like music, it did float my soul along for a while
And all it really needed was the proper point of view
No one's gonna reach me here
No one's gonna know I'm gone
You may think I must be crazy and I guess you must be right
But I know the way I feel today is out of sight
I do not trust my senses to remember your name
Without corrective lenses, things are never twice the same anyway
And all it really needed was the proper point of view
No one's gonna bring me down
And no one's gonna stop me now, no one
No one's gonna reach me here
No one's gonna know I'm gone
Blessing of Ashes
Our hope is that we will find relief from our tears and sorrow. Be drawn back to the good and loving times we had with NAME whose ashes we now hold. As time moves us forward recall to us his dry humor, caring moments and good heart. Grant us good stories as shelter from the blasts of sadness of what might have been and from the hunger for being together as we once were.
We set our blessing upon these ashes as a reminder of the gift of NAME’s life. Even now, with mixed memories and emotions, we are blessed to have known NAME. We are blessed to carry on some part of his story and, we give thanks for the good times of his life that gifted our own.
Commitment to the Good Earth
As we commit these cremains to the earth, we acknowledge the interconnectedness of all life. From dust we come, and to dust, we shall return. In this, we find solace and a reminder that nature's cycles continues. May we, as we remember NAME, cherish the time we have, to love deeply, and to be compassionate and kind with one another. We celebrate the preciousness of each moment, knowing that our own journeys will one day reach their earthly end. In this act of internment, we symbolize the transition of their physical form to a place of rest. We say goodbye to NAME and entrust him into the embrace of this good earth.
Do Not Stand at My Grave and Weep --by Mary Frye
Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there.
I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn’s rain.
When you awaken in the morning’s hush,
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
But, when you think of me
Look to the vast sky.
Closing Words Rev. Dr. Brown
During our final song you are invited to place your flowers as you bid farewell.
Song and Signs of Farewell Blackbird --John Lennon / Paul McCartney
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to fly
All your life
You were only waiting for this moment to arise
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these sunken eyes and learn to see
All your life
You were only waiting for this moment to be free
Blackbird fly, blackbird fly
Into the light of a dark black night
Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to fly
All your life
You were only waiting for this moment to arise.